The days are the petals of the flowers of life, and we live them hard, lest they wither in our hands. Therein lies the happiness, to appreciate the freshness of the flower which stretches to the new day, wiping the last drops of dew which was blessed, stretching its petals trying to take the last breath of fresh air in the morning, while adorns the sun, giving warmth and making their pistils pop out ready to make it more beautiful.
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