Some time ago, after church, together with Denisa, I bought a small bush of roses. They looked so pretty. But I was gone away for a week and there was nobody to water my roses. So, they dried out. I cut them, leaving gust the roots. Maybe the roses will come back to life. Here is a photo of just the dried flowers.
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asemenea trandafirilor, ni se scurge si noua viata din noi atunci cand nu ne lasam udati….
cum ne putem lasa udati?