Red Flower

I see the red flower bent its head. I raise its head with my hand to make it look at me. It is cuter and more beautiful as I look at it closer. After a while, I let it leave from my hand. The red flower bend its head again. So I raise its head to see it again. Then I see its torn petal and wide spread pollen. My mind gets heavier as I have to leave the red flower in the rain.

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