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Emmanuelle Dal'Secco
The teared bouquet
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Bouquet, you hide very well your secrets.
A flower then a petal...
Uncovered, only the transparence.
A flash over it, a flash under it,
nerves and pistils are revealed.
Bouquet, someone has torn you
but this meli-melo of colors,
increases your beauty!
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