Poppies Bloom and Fall, I Always Want to Say, No Matter Where I Go, I Long to Be by Your Side
Poppyby/Dream of Fragrant Fields
Give Blood to Spring
Until Pale and Withered
We have tea hereI have a cup of tea, do you have a poem? I'll reply to every comment, waiting for you to flirt!
(Looking forward to the next encounter, darling, don't forget to follow!)
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