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Feb 2014
I've traversed a forest of Roses
In search of glee
Past a meadow of Blue Bells
It hadn't come to me
Over a mountain of Daises
Still it's no where to be found
Swam through an ocean of Chrysanthemums
who sang with no sound
Crossed a desert of Clovers
In which I finally sought delight
And under the bridge of Pansies
who shined so bright
I discovered after a tranquil journey
I no longer have a smile for Tulips
Written by
Doongi96  Wahington DC
(Wahington DC)   
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