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Jul 2018
Green.
That peeks through my window
and craddles me to sleep.
Green.
That caresses my hair and whispers sweet.

Green.
That sips the vibrant rain
and drinks the dew deep.

Green.
I seek your blood that accepts no creed.
Green, I live.
Green, I bleed.
Green, I find no color so keen.
Afia
Written by
Afia  22/F/Lahore, Pakistan
(22/F/Lahore, Pakistan)   
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     Jordan, Logan, FunSlower and Jen
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