Lily Monologue 

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Yes, I know, just to gaze upon me is breathtaking.

But don’t my colors shock you?

The saffron is a caution that distance may be good idea.

The crimson explodes like a angry fire unwilling to be doused.

I am not a daisy!

My petals have no part in the “he loves me, he loves me not “ game.

I love me and I will not play at that childish amusement .

I am strength. I am vitality. I absorb the heat and cast it forth.

I feel the second by second loss of luster.

But right now, I am glorious

And I rest well knowing that my return is guaranteed to be even more resplendent.

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