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FLOWERS

I came down, from my home ,
Now i'm down, on the ground
I see my friends up in tree,
I want to go back but i can't

I fear the darkness of the night,
But the crescent moon shows me
I get dry by the hot sun light,
But the naughty wind cools me.

But it takes me far miles and miles away,
i'm going with the wind,
To somewhere far, far from my home
But i'm proud that i've been a
Beauty in my tree home

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