Oh, this strange world..
It's wonderful what things may happen!
Not so long ago I was happy
I was growing a flower
Sweet and beautiful, so precious
With green leaves and fragile stem
And with flavor from the heaven.
For several incredible days
I was growing a flower
Feeling its growth from the moment
It was being conceived to the time
When its bud opened
Just like in a dream
But the happiness, this bird
Can't last forever
This life can't be a faurytale
It's too real
Terrible, ruthless hurnicane
Swept the flower away
There is nothing left to do
When the flower in the heart
Died. It was grown from the soil
So it needs to be burried
Like a splendid, magic world
That is gone away
If the flower was Love
Tell me... What's the soil?
My Flower
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