I love flowers. I have plucked many daisies only to tear them petal by petal to carelessly discard the stem. I am just a boy trying to become a man. I've fallen in love with a rose. But my dreams will belong to the sunflower. It's said that God is in the details. Than in the details of your creation I found my heaven. Not every flower becomes a rose. Why? Only God knows. And every hour a flower is born but not all become sunflowers.
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