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True BeautyAwake beautiful flower look to the sun, open full bloom you're the only one. In an open meadow nearby a great big tree, you've grown so beautiful stand tall for all to see. Pretty flower you lost a petal it slowly dropped to the ground, a part of your beauty that may never be found. Blown in the wind your pretty petal flew, you're loosing lovely petals you hold on to a remaining few. Without your precious petals you still have true beauty, underneath your outer bloom you are such a cutie. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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