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Oh for the sake of seeing 

A flower come to arise 

From beneath the burries 

Shriveled by ones fools

Step,step

One too many

To be blossomed after miserys fail 

Rejoice in growth, bittersweet to evils tatse

Once under the roof of home

Shall we commended 

The sunlight, for doing the moons work

Betraying the beauty of our world