
I told her, "Look up sister, there is always a place for you there."
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A New Photographer, The Society more Clear.

Shes whom I call the flame of the forest, I met her again yesterday.
The dead tree is live in the monsoon;
Grandpa told me this beauty is poisonous; "...her pollen at the least" he continued, " can get you to a world afar..."