These Flowers
For all of the flowers that fell
your beauty have faded
and you are forgotten
Your praise is chasing the wind
never to be seen
lips will no more speak of you
Losing your place in time
memories will soon forget you
your birth beauty, and death have all faded
water can no longer bring you back
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