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  It's a beautiful thing, to have
  friends, especially after
  flowers pour from my lungs
  along with laughter,
  The petals gently sway
  to a slow, upbeat song,
  ignoring being left out
  or the melody sounding wrong
  It's lovely to be a garden,
  the stems tightly weave
  inside my throat,
  beautiful, but I can't breathe.

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