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Strange flower, rising where the lost winds roam,
Shining like a truth the stars call home.
Changing colors every time the night turns sour,
Oh, the wild bloom—
The strange, strange flower.
Growing where the world forgets to see,
Living in the space between the “was” and “be.”
Every heartbeat waking up its hidden power—
Oh, the wild bloom—
The strange, strange flower.
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