Like A Wild Cherry

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You tell of happiness

Of the warming months to come

Though you have none to give

For you are the one scorned

That no one wants to live

They wish you were your cousin

Someone of raging beauty

While all you are

Is meek and homely

But here, all by yourself

You are like a wild cherry

Beautiful and ignored

Altogether

Forlorn

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