like a flower,
blossoming in the spring,
merry and full of colour,
cherishes a life..
nevertheless, hidden thorns do lie,
within a beautiful flower..
like a stone,
being thrown high up,
reaching the sky above,
away from the ground,
but as the rules of gravity applies,
it falls back on the earth,
hitting the ground,
still.. lifeless..
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