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The blossoming flowers appeared
The beautiful rays of the sun danced
But I sat alone in the field
Not wanting to be disturbed.
The trees leaves turned to a jade color
The birds songs pierced through the town
But I cried and cried
Not wanting to be disturbed
The beautiful rays of the sun danced
But I sat alone in the field
Not wanting to be disturbed.
The trees leaves turned to a jade color
The birds songs pierced through the town
But I cried and cried
Not wanting to be disturbed
Published 26th Jan 2017
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26th Jan 2017 3:11am
