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“a palimpsest of roses” begun
  (where faded things remain): سيريتانيا ♥︎

every bloom leaves a vestige, every word a lingering sorrow. herein lie the particulars of a private affair, carefully chronicled and kept beyond the reach of careless eyes. some things, after all, are loveliest in their withering.
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