We're all sorta like flowers
Once we are alive
Our petals slowly fall off one by one
Or
We fall and breakdown
Till nothing is left
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part 56
We're all sorta like flowers
Once we are alive
Our petals slowly fall off one by one
Or
We fall and breakdown
Till nothing is left
