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Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2018
The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out. The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out. "Bloom." The flower, the flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It goes unnoticed and then the last flower here had bloomed. "I see no flower here." "No flower should have ever grown here." An old story people told; some believed, some really thought, That their thoughts, weren't wrong but they lived a lie. No one with any sense laid their eyes on this flower, Those who had were only crying for attention they need. But believe when I say, but believe when I say that the, last flower, here has been, blooming before our own eyes. The flower; it's blooming. The flower, the flower; it's blooming. It was oh so afraid of the wind that blew, and its un noticed and now that flower right there is blooming out.All Rights Reserved
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