2 thoughts on “Bring Me No Flowers”

  1. Thy words of wonder and magic, like beauty to mine eyes and a warm summer breeze across the strings of my heart. Oh, sweet bard, let not your quill ere run dry, yet let it flow bountiful as the swirling spring rivers, awash with life anew.

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