I love flowers, but not those flowers that are sold at stores.
No, those kind are just very commercial.
I just love those little wild flowers, that appear without any kind of special treatment.
Those flowers that I can pick up without having to pay any reward.
I concider them as some tiny gift from nature.
The best things in life are free, I decide as I smile.
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