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Can I Pick You A Flower
Can I someday
pick you a flower
grown in the sunray
of your waking hours.
Can we go back
to when you said to me
would you like to go for maybe
a coffee
You smiled as ever
so beautifully
the start of heaven
I'm dying internally .
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