Red flower poems

There is no blood in the red for a long time
I am sitting in the forest of flowers, the blood is my blood sugar.
The river is river, the palm palm, the shalik shalik; Only
If you hear 'war', it seems like there is no war, many years ago
Some were killed, some killed someone.
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There is no blood in the red for a long time.
As soon as Phulera came and all the colors were absorbed by flowers.
Bloodthirsty, rose, rhinoceros, pomegranate, black pepper ...
Do not take blood in the river or it will feel like all the blood many flowers.