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It was winter night I met you

To the cold to the wind

Everything was just right

Like how the sun will be bright

Even on the moodiest day

You bought a life

A sunflower that brightened

Every version of me

That never dies

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  • gwen64

    Every version of me is the line I would keep. A sunflower turns its head to follow the light, so it fits that this one stays with all of them and not only the version having a good day.

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  • dividend_dad

    Meeting someone on a cold winter night and then naming them after a summer flower is a nice little contradiction to hang a poem on.

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