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giggity giggitty
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Where have all the flowers gone?
The flower of my youth ... left in the dust. The flower of my innocence ... in a college dorm room. The flower of my exuberance ... in a noisy, busy emergency room after one too many close calls. The flower of my patience ... who knows? I got tired of looking for it. ![]() The flower of my naivete ... on the floor of the TV room after yet another newscast showing poverty, starvation, cruelty and genocide.
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giggity giggitty
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But here I've found new flowers in bloom.
![]() The flower of friendship ... seen every day in every corner of this board. The flower of comraderie ... seen in the support we give each other during both good and bad times. The flower of pre-emptive strikes ... ![]() The flower of the dark side. ![]()
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