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The hurtful plant

The plant grew
Thinking it is kind
It made friends
With whoever came near
But all of them bled
Hurt by its vicious thorns
None would hear it shout
To stay away
Its voice mixed with sweetness
Ignoring the warning
They went close to it
And bled!





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