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Bright Flowers Neatly In A Row
Bright flowers neatly in a row
Petals of wondrous colors grow
Green their leaves among the trees
Shimmering in the noonday breeze
And from the heavens, sweet sunshine
To bless these flowers in their line
What mystery prevails to bring
The life of which these flowers cling?
Bright flowers neatly in a row
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