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I always grew flowers for death hoping he would show I searched the flourishing woods Through the green trees, up on the highest peak, But he never showed So I just chose to work myself to sleep

The days flew by The months went came and went But I still continued to plant flowers for a man I've never seen with my own eye

One night he showed up at the foot of a burnt tree waving with his bony grin I ran up to him flashed him a smile and whispered "I win"

He simply started to laugh As I allowed the tree to bloom He looked at me with his mysterious eyes and replied "I love to lose to you"