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I stop to smell the flowers
A new day has begun, I look at all the different colors of petals Then look at them as one. They all look unique But also the same and in this, they feel no shame. Some are tall, some are small. A few are scattered here and there Some are dark and some are fair Look around, the difference and similarity is everywhere.
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