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Apr 2015
The flower was yanked from the ground, because the thought of weeds the people couldn't handle. He didn't protect what needed his protection. He couldn't preserve an ounce of what was important. Spring has now gone, and it will not come again.
Rafael Melendez
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Rafael Melendez  28/M/Austin, Texas
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