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The sweet spring air fills with your perfume
The sun smiles and the wind whistles as your petals bloom
I am mesmerized by your colors-
- the blues,
- the reds,
- the violets-
harmonize into the setting sun
The moon watches over you as your long green stem,
and your lusty leaves,
and your tender thorns
dance in its light-
like a ballerina-
or the shiny sword of a knight-
I am learning peace as I see you growing into a garden
You are the SUN
Your strength shines down on me
and I finally have the power to gather my seeds...
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Winry
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