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The Language of Flowers

Whispers of Sweet Nothings

“Come sway with me in the soft breeze,” said The Flower.

“Turn your face to the sunshine, close your eyes and feel the sun’s warmth, like I do,” said The Flower.

“Listen for the bees as they hum their sweet nothings. Moments can be as simple as that. Take them when you can,” said The Flower.

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