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Poetry is like a flower
In so many ways
A beginning, middle, and end
But who knows what to say

Poetry is like a flower
There are very many kinds
And to many to say

Poetry is like a flower
It needs water to survive
When one adds water
It starts to thrive

Poetry is like a flower
It eventually dies
Then after that
We say are goodbyes





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