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Hope
The purest soul betold
Gave me a purple flower to hold
But it was getting cold
I squeeze it tightly as a little mold
It wasn't until my palm unfold
That I see the pedals were lable in strips gold
With a little note in bold that reads
"There is hope"
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Gave me a purple flower to hold
But it was getting cold
I squeeze it tightly as a little mold
It wasn't until my palm unfold
That I see the pedals were lable in strips gold
With a little note in bold that reads
"There is hope"
© All Rights Reserved
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