Tumbling veil of roses, blush pink and red like apples strung together fall around her face. Sucking in smells: oxygen rich plants crave her majesty’s light, twitching whiskers in twisting bushes I revel in nature’s underbelly. Sweet nectar perfume drips down, blue sky, falls valley of a granite storm Mother’s release of her pain. Black…
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Orchid in the Office 
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