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I am but a red flower, growing in a field of green.

 Cursed to stand out, cursed to forever live in fear.

 For one day, I might no longer be here, 

but I managed to survive because the cloud's water me in the form of tears from the sea. 

To gain the strength I had lost to the bees. 

Oh, how the wonderful clouds & bright sun never gave up on me.    

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