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Sunshine Bluebells sprout from the ground aiming at the sun a child picks one, smells the petals, and drops it in the grass the seeds renew and the cycle begins again
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Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 8:02 AM UTC
Green Leaves
Sunshine Bluebells sprout from the ground aiming at the sun a child picks one, smells the petals, and drops it in the grass the seeds renew and the cycle begins again
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Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 8:02 AM UTC
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