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Pink bush

The sun gently warmed Pink bush under the window, And they blossomed timidly, Miracle-buds on it. Bees are playing on roses, Flours the aroma of unearthly! Roses are blooming – and the village Hid the fragrant wave.

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Written by Olga N

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