When Sad From My Within, Talk I With The Flowers
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When sad or broken,
Sick or ailing,
Lovelorn or forsaken
Or dejected
And depressed,
Turn I,
Turn I to the flowers,
Tender flowers
Made of light and joy,
Saying the things of my heart as for
Something lost or forgotten,
Sharing the feelings and emotions
Of my heart,
The heart-aches, heart-beats,
The joys and sorrows
Felt, met in life
Whenever overtaken by
The situations, circumstances
Compelling one.
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