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The Power of Her Eyes

There was a plant in a dark, cold room
With weak body and ugly looks
Underfed and out of care
He had no desire to blossom

Then one day an angel came
With her eyes more fascinating than a dream
Received a shining glimpse of the suns
The plant began to breathe

It was lonely living in the dark
It was dull without the angel’s laugh
The plant never stopped growing steadily
Waiting for her next touch

He longs for the sunshine of her eyes
For they give it a refreshed life
The creature desires for the singing of her voice
As it brings about a power to strive

Now the plant has his own buds
When will be the time to show her the flowers?

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