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The Flower

Once when I was young I chanced upon a flower

Wild and free it was the most beautiful thing I had seen

And I wanted it for my own

 

To care for this flower

To show it off to the world

This beautiful flower that was my own

 

Through spring and summer

I  watered, I watched and I helped it to grow

And the flower basked me in its glory as it did so

 

But I had to le...

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