Flower

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In the dark forest all alone,
Stretching in defiance to the wind faces held high,
Even on the darkest days,
When the grass withers and smile fades,
I will carelessly dance in the rain,
But when the black night comes I lie sighing till the dawn.
I grieve, yet know no remedy,
I pine, yet have no way to meet him,
For he was never there.....

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