Forgotten flowers under the sky glowing with beauty as pink clouds go by She stands at the threshold where love is to bloom surpassingly beautiful with weaken perfume Forgotten flowers and a tearful eye the happiest sad day for the rest of her life How can she show her face back in town in a robe of sadness she slowly lies down Forgotten flowers what sort of man if you will does this to a woman the mystery baffles me still
Friday
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