What do you do when you realize you walked right by a past that was a beautiful flower which offered beuty at every turn?
Adn what do you do when that flower has since withered, but still stares at you every morning from the garden?
Remember the flower as beautiful, or take it out and put something fresh in it's place?
Adn what do you do when that flower has since withered, but still stares at you every morning from the garden?
Remember the flower as beautiful, or take it out and put something fresh in it's place?
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