They blossom every day,
Like a flower do,
They give us a pleasant environment,
Like a flower smell,
They burn themselves to feed us,
Like a flower do, for bees,
We use them to decorate our life,
Like a flower do,
But they themselves having in trouble,
Like a flower in hug of thrones,
We break them for our happiness,
We play with them,
Like a flower, we do,
But,
When they lose their blossom,
Like a flower die,
When they lose their pleasant,
Like a flower lose smell,
We kick them out from our homes,
Like a flower, in bag of trash,
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