A flower in
A forest grew
Its color no one
Ever knew
The form it took
We do not know
The life it lived
How did it grow?
If there aren’t ears
Whene’er trees fall
It’s said they make
No sound at all
For flowers of which
I’ve never thought
Do they exist?
Some say not
But you exist
I know it’s true
I’m always
Thinking of you
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