Pick the petal, then you eat it.

Fields of daisies.

It's a sort of unegotistical monopoly that I crave

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I think.

Playground fortune telling is a mysterious art that rides on the idealistic concept of opposite chance.
Loves Me.
Loves Me Not.

Where I stand now.

Where yellow spiraled arms that reach for love, surround me.
I come to the bubbling surface, that the reach...

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