A bud growing,
Growing to be a flower,
A flower with lots of colours,
Lots of phases and lots of pains....

Pain of loosing the past phase,
And coming to a different with Amaze,
Amaze due to the light,
The creatures and the sun which is bright....

Bright at that level,
That fir living the livelihood, they are able,
But some doesn't get this beauty,
As they get trapped by a thief that's on duty....
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