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A fresh breeze of summer hits my face as your comes up short without water to embrace and as the air turn up swiftly clouds began to appear suddenly makes rain to quench thy thirst and yet you have grown drunk that thou couldn't drink a drop So as frosty air fill up by snow leaves colored all soft and white and you no warmth sent to freeze the night Then comes the bloom of your secrets some bright flowers and fruits coming to those who are needed to bear more everlasting loot Lastly, it was the peak of death when everything dying was beauty you held strong to give out your last breath to leaves that have fallen stepped to a crisp an eminent way to go out like this thus you shall live forever being You from the very start your own sapling
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Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
Tree of Life
A fresh breeze of summer hits my face as your comes up short without water to embrace and as the air turn up swiftly clouds began to appear suddenly makes rain to quench thy thirst and yet you have grown drunk that thou couldn't drink a drop So as frosty air fill up by snow leaves colored all soft and white and you no warmth sent to freeze the night Then comes the bloom of your secrets some bright flowers and fruits coming to those who are needed to bear more everlasting loot Lastly, it was the peak of death when everything dying was beauty you held strong to give out your last breath to leaves that have fallen stepped to a crisp an eminent way to go out like this thus you shall live forever being You from the very start your own sapling
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17/F/Stars
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
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