What is love if not gilding of the living flower?
What is hate if not this flower left to sour?
With each passing and coming day,
These precious petals are blown away.

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Published by Solilska

A Right-wing channel for videos and writings on Philosophy, Politics, Religion, Tradition, the occasional book review and poem, and anything else I find interesting at the time.

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