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In the distance, can you see?

A flower grows in the sun.

There are petals of seasons

Blooming in a million hue

And leaves of such pure emerald

Chiseled by Ouros himself;

It grows taller by the day

Beaming its song to the sky,

Only it has gained the right

To claim its own existence,

All else is but her shadow

Drowned into a starry night

Some say lily, some poppy,

Some say daisy, others rose.

A flower grows in the sun

Her seeds old and her thorns deep.

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I’m not really sure about this one, but I felt it was today‘s poem and no other day so, here you go…