The Lily
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat’ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
William Blake
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Maverick Mist 
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole …
Amazing One!
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Great song, thank you. 🙂
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So beautiful…. You certainly got a great “macro”. The details are almost … magical!.
Blake´s verses are perfect for these pis, dear Maverick… Wonderful! 😀 😉 xx
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And you have beautiful eyes dear Aquileana. Thank you. 😘
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Love it!
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Thanks Alex 🙂
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We are just trying to look as beautiful as flowers by imitating their colours with cloths and fragrance with parfume.
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