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FLOWERS IN MY HAIRMy life has changed drastically, I'm no longer the person I used to be. I have reverted to old hippie ways. Peace and love now fill my days. I don't worry about what others do, I do my own thing and you do too. Spiritually now I ebb and flow, don't particularly care where it may go. A concept born out of time, bring it back to life to remind, us of a kinder, gentler way, when live and let live ruled the day. So my friends, peace to you, flowers I'll send when day is through. Hoping that your life will be, filled with love perpetually. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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