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𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 | 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝

'when did you fell inlove with me?'
it was summer in the afternoon;
as i roam around the farm
i saw a beautiful girl gaping to the
beauty of sunflowers in the field
she smiles brightly as she stared
to the flower who's beauty is endless
like hers; her hair flies to the air
as the wind breeze brush her smooth skin
pollen's flew away as her smile grew
bigger; i sweetly smiled at her
'it was summer in the afternoon
in the sunflower field'