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sorry, i haven't updated in a while, i just haven't been feeling it.  i didn't write this poem, but the creator is fine with me sharing it...hope you like it!

I've got this big ol' box of all these flowers, aren't they pretty?

I'm walking for hours feeling witty, so I stumble upon you not havin' a good day, so I say, "hey hey hey, just take one of my flowers!" And you say "Thanks!" And it brightens up your day and you go on your way.

And now I have one less flower but i'll be okay because I say i'll be okay.

Just seven pretty flowers all wrapped in a box. I wish they were limitless but they're not.

It's another day — another flower "are you ok" — another flower out of harm's way, another day - another flower. Three, two... one flower left and I'm running oh so low, so low on the life that I once had so,

I debate to give them the flowers to give them the power to fight away in any sour thoughts they have every day, and taken on myself as I drift further in the dirt like my flowers.

I wish I never had any flowers— cause now, like a vase, I'm empty.

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i hope everyone is having a good day!