Trusting that a blossom will sprout
It requires a long investment to gaze
As though the energy in your look
Can be infused into the bud, bringing about the longing to blossom
The yearning that can never be denied
Arriving at a high moment that the blossom is going to sprout
Assumption is a silk string, you are a kite
You are delivered in the first part of the day and accumulated at night
Regardless of how gradually you open
It is portrayed as a second
The blossom parts you in two
One section shock, one section discharge
Giving you scent, giving you energy, giving you a pink body
All the holding up is worth the effort
Every one of the hypotheses are satisfied
All the obscurity retreats and dejection is saved
You should accept that blossoms sprout for you, not to blur
Regardless of whether the distress has been preparing for quite a while
Acknowledge the fragile shrinking and watchman the seed
Completion isn't necessarily euphoria
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