Flower
(sergei@ptd.net Sergei Polischouk 04/05/1996)
To see the flower
Blooming on the field
To wonder if a broken heart
Can now be healed
To touch an angel
Coming from the sky
To be so free again
And fly so high
To let that flower
Grow there for me
To let it be
As free as it can be
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