Brilliant, captivating and unfortunately poisonous Myrtle spurge.
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My fascination with these flowers feels endless. With every glance, they reveal something new—a delicate curve, a hidden pattern, a quiet complexity that might otherwise go unnoticed.
Yet beneath their beauty lies a subtle warning, a reminder that some things are meant to be admired, not touched.
Generally, life is good.
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