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Bug on A Flower
Think, feel, and think again to the days filled with laughter that captured a butterfly, a bee in a field that held you and Me
Now open your eyes wide to view with a clue that you and I are not the same to claim together a small place without hate in our minds that won’t subside with the trials of the past
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But we must, at least, discuss that we, you and I, need to be one.
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