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Apr 2016
That neighbor of yours is a sunflower stealer,
No doubt about it,
And I think they made a grave mistake,
Picking flowers like that,
Because they missed the most beautiful one of them all,
You know,
Because when they picked them, they let you go.
Part of a poem booklet I made for my friend's birthday.
CautiousRain
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CautiousRain  26/F/USA
(26/F/USA)   
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