A Cherry Tree
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Can I forget that day?
You can and you may!
But not me, yes, not me!
I am now a flowers' tree!
I still remember that
You plucked for the hat
And one for your coat
That cut my throat
Beneath me the bench,
Now appears a trench,
With my blood stains
That survived in rains
Dust turned it black
Hoping you'll come back
I'm now full of flowers,
I dream your showers!
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