One Daisy

Daisy I sit on the grass A daisy in hand Plucking the petals Till there’s only a stem I say to myself As I pluck them He loves me He loves me not No matter what I will still love him I keep on plucking One by one Then here is the last petal It’s the last one What did I say How did it end Either way I will always love him

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[deeps]

This is so wonderful, i like this picture as well.
Your font is so lovely. Such a wonderful write.