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blooming among the crowds of green, a lovely red with a tinge of yellow. nothing's more enchanting, not even a magic bean, your radiance pulls me away from limbo.
you were flowing gently along the gale, swayed over the slumbering bee within me. how i adore to hear your sound in the dale, and as you sing, i feel the voice of the sea.
but i can only hope for such a paradise, even though i long to hold your leaves again. this buzzing feeling you will not recognize, remains on the ground until it reaches its end.
you and i were never a perfect tint, for you are a shoeflower, i'm just a wild mint.
