There rose a thought
A blown flower
Flowing bliss
Like a trance
I felt pleasant
A real content
Future is certain
Past laid rest
Then it vanished
In a flash
And I wrote this
A blown flower
Flowing bliss
Like a trance
I felt pleasant
A real content
Future is certain
Past laid rest
Then it vanished
In a flash
And I wrote this
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