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AS A FLOWER SHE STOOD
I saw a flower standing in a garden,
With petals that time had hardened.
Yet its beauty endured,
And my lonesome heart by it was allured
She stood firmly defying time and wounds,
Her beauty sang to me the loveliest tunes.
As I approached it I could see her fear,
For my intentions to her were unclear.
With the softest touch I took it,
With care and love I watered it.
With time her petals and wounds healed,
And with a kiss our love was sealed.
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