Hey, Jasmine.

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Who knew a delicate flower
could revive in a glance?
How I love spring and summer
though for now, from a distance.

Do you hear my heartstrings?
They sing, "I belong to you."
Serenades to greet your mornings,
lullabies 'til dreams come true.

I am but a seed who wishes
a glance from nature's Magnus opus.
I beg the sun and rain not to rest
for I have the rest of my life to focus.

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