Ballerina Flower

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In the fields where wildflowers grow,
There's a sight that's quite surreal,
A ballerina flower, you know,
Dancing with grace and zeal.

Its petals move like tutus bright,
With every breeze and sway,
And though it blooms both day and night,
It never tires or fades away.

The surreal ballerina flower,
A vision to behold,
It's a masterpiece of nature's power,
A wonder to unfold.