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Those flowers we gave to our friends were not planted in our own garden The petals are just coming out of our mouth The air blows the petal to our friend's garden Petals with secret magical seeds Plant it in your soil And let the day passes by Admire the flower as it bloom Shine because you're on your own now © Domar Esmabe
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