Tag: aroma
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The mind is a butterfly.
A flower bloomed in the earSuch is his scent,He jumped at the smellMind is life.A question arises when listening to the aromawhere does he liveA farmer did his cultivation in such a way.In love with smellWake up and breathe.Wanted from peoplebe a butterflyAs butterflies do,I want to love you like that. Sadia Khan Runa~
In Silence 