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People always wonder why the


People always wonder why the greatest & most loved people leave us. We are all flowers in a beautiful a garden. Some of us more beautiful than others, whether it be because of our actions, or simply our hearts of gold. And others are uglier because of the things they've done. God is the florist. Everyday he goes out and looks out onto his beautiful garden and picks the most beautiful flowers he can find. Then he takes them back with him. That's why the most loved and beautiful people leave us and the bad stay forever. No one wants an ugly flower, everyone wants a beautiful bouquet. 

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