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葉月 August

Day 35 ... pleasant summer.

Good morning. 🍵🌅🍃

August is a poem about new beginnings, with white flowers blooming joyfully as the day begins full of hope.


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葉月のあけぼのに咲き誇る白きかな

- ミチーライン

The white flowers in full bloom at the dawn of August.

- Michie Lyne 

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Full bloom, photo, Michie Lyne, 2024. 
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