"A single rose can be my garden...a single friend, my world"-l. buscaglia-no this is not true of me. this is zander's quote. he loves roses.
this particular bush happened mysteriously on our doorstep one spring day.
got to hand it to the rose, it has wooed me. i now want a kaleidoscope of roses. but of the darkest hues. all of them slightly touched by the matchstick.
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