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Our  Anthoecology Love

It started with a rose (love and passion)

Called you my anemone ([blue] protection against evil)

You called me your Daisy (innocent and simplicity)

We were so like tulips (true love and hope)

Though you're hydrangea (honesty and understanding)

Treated you like carnation (admiration and love)

Felt so like snapdragon (fascination and gracious)

But now it ended with chrysanthemum (condolence)

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