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Apr 2018
You are the flower I think of
before I go to sleep.

You are the flower I take care of
But you don't realize, it's me.

You are the flower that they step on
Without seeing your beauty.

You are the flower I refuse to pick
Because you are the flower
I always wanted to
Keep.
renzordss
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