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"Flowers gathered in the morning,
Afternoon they blossom on,
Still are withered in the evening,
You can be me when I’m gone."
— Neil Gaiman
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Shit Students Say
"Flowers gathered in the morning,
Afternoon they blossom on,
Still are withered in the evening,
You can be me when I’m gone."
— Neil Gaiman
Shit Students Say
