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Where are the flowers at?
I stare through my windowpane,
What i see is a barren land,
Did they vanish into thin air
Or are they just invisible to me?

Am i that bad,
Even they escape from me
Or are they just playing,
Silly games with me?

Where are the flowers at?
Staring is driving me crazy.
Maybe they're  laughing in secret,
Hiding ,because i'm too lost,
Or maybe...  not be worth blooming for.

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