R.Triananda
Jul 10, 2017 · 1 min read

Thousand times I’ve told you, I don’t want to be flower

Why? It’s beautiful. Isn’t it?

Yes, indeed, and people will just see it from its beauty. I don’t like it.

Again, why?

After it’s picked, it will be just smelled, touched and put in a cute vas on the table or even on the floor. That’s all.

And they will just leave it right after it’s withered. How cruel!

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