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Like a flower in winder I lay patiently waiting For the summer sun to bring forth Its shine of warmth As I look to the clouds above I engulf myself into the slightest Hope emanating from the Ever gloomy surface And let myself forget My numb self

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Published: Dec 19, 2014
Time: 1m

Tags: #hope #lost #numb

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