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The bud , the bloom , the blossom always unaware of their beauty that they share with those who stop and stare
The fallen seed to children bear
And as the beauty fades still unbeknownst of the fallen petal and the prick of the their thorn
All the time yet unaware of the pleasure they bring with the pain
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