very perfect painting. in this story you are afraid of losing, I think losing is a risk in love, when we dare to love we must dare to accept that loss. So don't be too dear. in this world there is no eternal love. too much love for flowers, flowers will wither. Too much love for humans, humans will die.
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So true, this eternal preoccupation with love and loss, but without it, there would be no poetry :)