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Paper flowers can’t die
Youth, be connected with shine
Bubbles and sparkles for a second their mine
No I’m not yours nor am I theirs
I’m a giant foot trying to climb the stairs
Have some fun, tin soldier boy
On a stick, a sheer of joy
If plastic shall prevail
A growing world will tip the scale
After all
If paper flowers can’t die..paper birds can’t fly.