THIS GORGEOUS TWO-TONED TULIP FELL MADLY IN LOVE WITH ITSELF AND RUSHED HEADLONG TOWARDS THE HOT LIGHTS... and sizzled. Now, all that remains: fried fronds, a mere memory of it's former glory, pressed deep between pages of an old encyclopedia.
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did you get my previous message. i love the images and the writing. I see a book in the making.
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