IN YOUR ARMS
she cried as she talks in between her sobs with her head face to the ground.
The setting sun was becoming dimmer, exhibiting orange-red color as if it could feel her pain, the cloud was becoming dull as if responding to her, and the flowers in the field were as though there having received water for months now. The flowers on the tree above her start falling off as if lamenting with her, the flowers were dried and cranky as though life was slipping away from them. Among all the flowers that fell on the ground, one fell directly before her, blooming brightly and freshly as if the life that we're sipped from the others was given to it. The flower smells like life, it was earthly...like the com
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