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The flow does not like the sun
The flower has a best friend
That does not like the sun
The flower thinks everything will be good
Because the flow does not want to lose its partner
If love for the sun is so strong
The burning heat will last
But the fact your own friend won't except the light
And decides to sit in the cold and not grow
Love can show but not in a childish manner
To where civilized manner...
Friday 10th June 2016 2:42 pm
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