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Jul 2015
You wonder what you see
But when you go to a flower garden
You pick the most beautiful flower
Certainly not the flower that is dying
When you walk past broken glass
You don't pick it up but you walk past it
And you dare wonder how I arrived to this place
Thebrokengirl
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Thebrokengirl  A land of no wonder
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