Flora

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How do you do it?
I had to ask...

You remained gorgeous
Under the fervent heat
Not bent nor burnt
Still standing firm
With roots, at your feet.

Admirable you are, I had to to say
Never complaining
About the sun's ray.

Humbler than a conscious being
Even on a rainy day
To be like a plant, To be honest
I'd pray.

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