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Cherry Blossoms | ||
Like confetti petals fly As the blossoms slowly die. Wind can whip them far and wide By the pool that feels the tide. All too short their brief display! Then it's time to fade away. At their peak they knew they'd be One day just a memory. So it is with you and me As we live our destiny. We are here and then we're gone, But our mem'ry lingers on. | ||
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