With heart
pure I give you -
love of calla lily
from valley and a carpet of
blue bells.
Manas
take these friendly
flowers as I'm
proud of you, forget the
world that hates you for you are my
world, wow!
You are
my green Bunyan,
a casaurina, the
birches, in your friendship
I swing.
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