Another May 1st. Another Labor Day. Another Labor Day in which the deaths of a year are counted. I dedicate this tribute to them, like flowers torn from the earth. I don't think any other words are needed other than abandoning yourself in a field of flowers over which the spring breeze blows lightly.
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Another May 1st. Another Labor Day. Another Labor Day in which the deaths of a year are counted. I dedicate this tribute to them, like flowers torn from the earth. I don't think any other words are needed other than abandoning yourself in a field of flowers over which the spring breeze blows lightly.
Oil, Cold wax
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