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September 8, 2012
Those petals felt like cloth, newly washed. Smooth and warm and so gentle that it made you want to fall alsleep.

The leaves were harder, more real, more focused. Thin plates of metal jutting outwards.

Stems heavy green, so green that they were almost black, with thin slivers of yellow dripping down. Offset by the lighter, more airy petals of cream, looking as if they would float away given the chance.

The smell was subtle. Gentle. A whisper in your ear, a light touch on your shoulder. It spoke of warmer days, of rain and the dank headiness of soil.