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I really like to smell the flowers, the petals glow in the sweet summer sun.
But how long will they glow? How long will that scent stay.
When the cold breeze arrives, in fact everything dies.
For when the spring rolls around again the flowers show their pretty heads, and I indulge in that sweet scent once again.
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im_sleepy
I love this poem so much!! the idea of it and the main meaning really puts and idea in my head, and is super well written and well though out!!! please keep up the good work as these poems seem to be getting better by the second, and you improvement will reach magnificent highest!!!!