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Notes on beauty, being, and becoming — by Taranjot Bhogal

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A whisper of blush, a bloom in the hush - some hearts are gardens, and mine is yours, if you look long enough. - Taranjot Bhogal

Kissed by starlight, cradled in sky - a peony opens where constellations sigh. Quiet magic, blooming high.
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