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Dead Flowers
Aye... flowers dead... that said,
Nature will have her way...
These dessicated skeletons, bearing their burden of seeds,
will feed the birds over winter
and bring forth a new crop of Sunflowers
in the spring...
So we mourn... heal... and rejoice in Nature... flow.
Nature will have her way...
These dessicated skeletons, bearing their burden of seeds,
will feed the birds over winter
and bring forth a new crop of Sunflowers
in the spring...
So we mourn... heal... and rejoice in Nature... flow.
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