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A primrose grew in my garden.
Its little petals reflected the light towards me.
I was amazed.

It sings a soothing song
To a world that has gone wrong.
It shook a ghoul.

A blizzard fled before that tiny little flower,
The winds have gone behind the tower
And the snow had melted into a flood.

Blood starts boiling in my veins
And my limbs are moving again
Because of a primrose,
That enhances my body
With magic to us unknown.

It stands on a plain that's coloured in green and white
Surrounded by the ones alike
And brightens up the sight.

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