the red flowers
on the native tree
in my garden
glowed in the morning sun;
now the curtains are drawn
and the darkness embraces
the red flowers
on the native tree
and she blushes in the embrace
in my garden
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the red flowers
on the native tree
in my garden
glowed in the morning sun;
now the curtains are drawn
and the darkness embraces
the red flowers
on the native tree
and she blushes in the embrace
in my garden
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