Flowers That Fly And All But Sing at Oscar Guadalupe blog

Flowers That Fly And All But Sing. And now from having ridden out desire. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. The butterfly is a flying flower, the flower a tethered butterfly. And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have. ~ponce denis écouchard lebrun thou spark of life that wavest wings of. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. They lie closed over in the wind and cling. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: There is more unmixed color on. They remind us what a gift it is to be alive. “in flew influence, and out fluttered humility.

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And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have. The butterfly is a flying flower, the flower a tethered butterfly. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. “in flew influence, and out fluttered humility. They lie closed over in the wind and cling. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: There is more unmixed color on. And now from having ridden out desire.

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Flowers That Fly And All But Sing But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: ~ponce denis écouchard lebrun thou spark of life that wavest wings of. “in flew influence, and out fluttered humility. The butterfly is a flying flower, the flower a tethered butterfly. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: They lie closed over in the wind and cling. And now from having ridden out desire. And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: There is more unmixed color on. And now from having ridden out desire they lie closed over in the wind and cling where wheels have freshly sliced the april mire. They remind us what a gift it is to be alive. But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:

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