A saddened fact.
The wilted orchids sat in his room without an owner.
The owner, rejecting its call. Its nature to be with a loved one.
A moment to shine, it did not come. She, the owner, without a slightest emotion, does not understand.
The implications, the troubles. Him.
The orchids. Dehydrated, lifeless.
His letters and feelings to her, went beneath the sea.
To a place, no one knows.
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