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As the windblows the petal from the flower,
you were taken from us this night
As the rain moistens the petals
you lost thy lustre
But in the memory it grew
as a flower in the memory
always is bigger
than it in the reality,
was or is
The following is a comment by the author, no name given...
"I am a Swedish girl and I'm not so very good in English.
Please correct this poem if there are lots of mistakes?
and feel welcome to change parts of it."
I don't think it needs to change at all!
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