An island filled with flowers.
That I have a thirst to see.
Waving in sumer breazes right before me.

I still pass such sweet flower.
I spot yellow gems in this island.
As if diamond earrings on a specil person.

Beatiy can be found in other plants.

By Flaming Poet

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