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Jasmine

Every night I go to the window to look at The little bud that grows each day. Today it's white like silk. Jasmine is expecting to bloom. I can not wait for daylight. In the morning, I look to see if it's awake. The bloom gives a small tremble of joy. It knows I dreamt, wrapped in silk sheets. The white Goddess flower opens wide. I am softly hugged by its fragrance.

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Date: 4/10/2025 3:16:00 PM
Collaboration Amethyste & Jimusic
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