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Apr 2016
I worried about a heart
I see a flower blooming
Finally reaching light
The most beautiful light
I'm worried about a mind
Something I never thought I'd find
Gentle and kind
And consumed by passion
I'm worried about a soul
As a flower slow unfolding
The most beautiful sight
I hope she'll be alright
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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