No hay primavera sin margaritas

En primavera emergen las flores que pintan al mundo de colores. Tan libres, tan bellas, tan complejas, que admirarlas te toma más de una estación.

Encontré en tu mirada dos margaritas, sin ellas no habría primavera en mi corazón.

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