Jacaranda
Purple rain on the ground, Jacaranda tree is found. Branches reach up so high, Flowers bloom beneath the sky. Soft petals, a gentle shower, Dancing in the sun's bright power. A carpet of violet hue, For me and for you. Sweet scent on the breeze, Whispering through the trees. A beautiful sight to see, Jacaranda, wild and free.
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