
I hardly see this Summer's Blue,
in cornfields anymore.
Along with fragile poppies red,
it is a flower I adore.
Free to use, but give me credit.
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I hardly see this Summer's Blue, in cornfields anymore. Along with fragile poppies red, it is a flower I adore.
Free to use, but give me credit.
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