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~ Savanna ~ 15 ~ Quite, well.. ~

... Am i just a spark?

won't stop 'till we surrender. xx

Be like the flower
Who even gives its fragrance
To the hand that crushes it.

I can't laugh too hard, I'm on a diet.
(oh it's a riot)

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
For nothing gold can stay.

- Robert Frost
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