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A rose in cellophane
Green and red
Stopped at the traffic light on the corner
This poor reality
Comes a florist
Among the cars to make party
Roses in cellophane
Only one by one
Romantic
A real by a flower
His enchanted knight
She makes me
I and my horses
Powerful engine measure
Finally a princess find
For a flower to another flower to
The green traffic light amounts
Flower in the glass panel
Fragile yet strong
My destination arrive
And the rose deliver
City lights
Men stylish
In their ties
Women stunning
In his gleaming suits
City of giants
And I humble
With just a delicate pink
In cellophane
But she loved
It did not matter the color horse
I brought you here
It made me happy

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