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Feb 2014
A Queen Proteas uprooted
and left South African clay
She  floated on a wind of love
and  arrived  a full bouquet

Black, red, white and pink
were the colours of her bloom
And all these  leaves and petals
she shared, her natural perfume
Written by
Pat Rooney
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