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Flowers |
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Flowers smell so
sweet As the night comes upon us The colors are dim As the air starts to grow cold The aroma flows Like silk their petals are soft The sun rises up Goodbye to the cold night breeze For the sun is up Snapdragons, roses, lilies Rise up and open Goodbye to the night and moon Flowers smell so sweet As the night comes upon us. |
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