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Replacement

A wound bound up by plaster,
Yet will not heal as time is given,
Open up to feel the fresh air,
Yet to breathe foul odor.
Place a flower beside me,
And as I scent once more,
It will not be the same,
As the first day it was laid beside me.
Replace the flower with another,
The feeling differ,
Never will it be as alike
As the flower before,

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