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Flew away. The sun rose from its slumber, and the

Flew away. The sun rose from its slumber,
and the last petal of our 'rose'—
was about to sleep.
The tinge of yellow and orange
cloaked your face
and everything looked drab~
apart from your eccentric smile 
and reflexive eyes.
Flew away. The sun rose from its slumber,
and the last petal of our 'rose'—
was about to sleep.
The tinge of yellow and orange
cloaked your face
and everything looked drab~
apart from your eccentric smile 
and reflexive eyes.
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