The story of a flower

She is a Flower,
She is beautiful,
But she isn't perfect.

You like her,
You pluck her,
And you kill her.

You miss her,
You plant another.
She grows again,
And you pluck her again.

She makes you happy,
But you don't see her pain.

This cycle goes on,
And she dies a hundred times.
But she will make you happy yet another time.

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