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| On the silent forest floor, Far from town and sandy shore, Lay some blossoms from a tree! White and purple blooms they be. Though I do not know their name I can love them all the same. God has put them in my way So I have a brighter day. Maybe if I learn to look Out beyond my constant book I will find more gems like these, Waiting there my taste to please. | ||
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