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A flower falls in love with the moon
He will confess soon,
He says to himself
And yet here he lies,
At the mercy of his own lie
The moon will never like him back.
The realization hit him like a brick
So he suffers from an unrequited love
And withers in the grass, unable to move.
Vomiting petals and full bloom moon flowers
A variety of irises, mixed with the lovely flowers
Along with his own ichor.
No one will remember him as he wilts away
He's just a flower, he's not as special
As the moon he loves oh so dearly.
A flower fell in love with the moon.