A flower, waving in a field under the moonlight, alone. A tulip, a rose, a lily who knows no one looks long enough see there's elegance of the tulip beauty of a rose but outweigning them both the sadness of a lily. Petal by petal the flower says goodbye until the stem alone remains not able to wave
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