A Pink petal is born at dawn, soft with dew and promises. Time brushes its skin, between the sweet scent and the hidden thorns. It does not fear the harsh wind, nor the evening that changes its color: to live is to open oneself to the world, leaving one's splendor upon the days.
Personal experiment 🙂 👇
#happybirdthday#tantiauguriate#jazz
The most sung song in the world... Let's give a soft jazz swing to these passing years!
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