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There once was a flower
It bloomed
It had natural beauty
It was admired by all
Then the season started to change
And the flower ended its bloom
All the attention
It was gone
It was fall
Darkness grew its wings
To reach us all
Nature withered
So did the flower
It tried to stand tall
But unable to deny nature’s call
It had to abide by its law
Suddenly it was even darker
The flower seemed small
Nobody saw it’s fall
It started yearning for more
The attention given to it before
It could not believe what it saw
Learned a lesson it had
First of many, sad
But it did not dare call it bad
The attention and love given
Were ego-driven
It had not really delivered
The sense of meaning and importance
The flower yearned for
It was instead, fleeting
While it was sleeping
Although it took some weeping
The flower grew strong
Then once again
Nature returned to our old friend
Cautious was its approach
And who would have guessed
I have to stress
All returned and caressed its neck
But this time
The flower knew best
It greeted the attention
But knew it was a test
So when they all left
After fall came and went
The flower had a more peaceful rest
Knowing that they all will return
When the time is ripe
And it’s gathered all of its might
While the flower is just living its life
Ian Altosaar
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