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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...
Monday 6th April 2020 6:15 pm
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