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Dec 2015
someone once told me
the sweet bird of youth
would last forever

and I guess she meant it,
in a puzzled kind of way,
you see.

just like a pretty flower needs
to be watered and loved to grow,
the sweet bird of youth needs
constant spring
and warm winds
if it's meant to last... forever.
Written by
prompty  27/Cisgender Male/Portugal
(27/Cisgender Male/Portugal)   
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