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| Gentian flowers smile at me Twixt the graceful frond of green. They are happy they can be Easily admired and seen. They are waiting for the sun, Patient in the morning light. There is nowhere they must run. They just pose with glory bright. If perchance they are ignored By the mortals all around They will certainly be bored, Yet their peace can still be found. | ||
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