...because they were delicious, lusty, smelly - roses and gardenias pink almost extinct against the blackness
of nothingness. Splashing blood, exploding limbs! ... and yet I wanted to believe in pink just like when I see the flowers
exploding on all of the those Japanese flowering cherries every spring...
... The fragrance reminded me of gardenia and the blooms were a very pale pink...
. . . .I awoke looking through pink tinted glasses.
. . . .Life was a dream.
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