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let me take this flower
you've kept for long
and touch its buds
see the beauty it hides;
you said, awful but wonderful
you said ugly, but one of a kind
you said no- but when I began
all you ever shouted was YES and GO

let me own this flower, you've kept
and I promise to have it watered
night and day

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