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A pale timid flower struggles to bloom in a competitive Summer
I do not have attractive colors
And soft petals
As same as the rare fragrance
Where the aggressive hornets require,
But I promise on one thing
Whoever comes first accidentally
I look after him well
Till I wither.
poem
by
Nimal Dunuhinga
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