[post_page_title]We wandered lonely as… our daffodils?[/post_page_title]
We can definitely see a little poet in this kid, with his dramatically sad eyes. He just wants the daffodils to bloom again, and got really upset when his parent couldn’t make it happen. With his empathy, he’ll definitely make an awesome vintage poet in modern day society. Don’t spill thy eyes out so solemnly, kid, for the daffodils shall find their way back to thy backyard, when the dawn of spring causes them to bloom once again.
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