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Fog Nov 2018
My grandpa taught me how to swim.
Fog Nov 2018
My Paw Paw taught me how to use my soul to experience enlightenment.
Fog Nov 2018
My maw’maw’ taught me that I need to take care of my fragile heart.
Fog Nov 2018
My grandma taught me how much I love prayer and devotion.
Fog Nov 2018
My mom taught me how to love unconditionally
Fog Nov 2018
My dad taught me to fight for love and pray for miracles
  Nov 2018 Fog
Boi
You, my garden of Anemone;
of periwinkle, plum, and mauve.

A fragrance of Lilacs; for my springs and summers.
A snow's aroma of a rare, rich branch of Daphne  

Fenced by shrouds of Lavender and Sage.
Adorned with Irises and virulent Vervain.

The Verbena that consumes me
As I yield to it's amethyst.
Anemone for her complexions, Lilacs and Daphne for her grace, Lavender and Sage for her appeal, Irises for her beauty, and Vervain for her poison.

Written with a pleasure of knowing someone for 24 hours.



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