One day, Narcissus looked at his own reflection in a pond, and fell in love with himself... He got there, a long time, obsessed with his own beauty until he died... In that place a beautiful flower appeared, and was called narcissus.
Yeah, Friiskiwi... But in my place right now grass looks the same Spring rains are over, and grass and the ears of it at the sunset time looks like that -- purpleish
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