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I remember you told me that one can grow anywhere, under any circumstance and bloom just as bright as the person next door that had it all. 

But you withered away too soon from my life for me to see you bloom as bright

So one day as I walked by your grave, there were wildflowers sprouting from all around..

with a saddened smile I seated myself down by the edge

 remembering the old days, the old memories

 and thanking the flowers for letting you bloom even when you had left off to another world.

One too far for me to follow,

but still,

I saw you bloom, bright as day.

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