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Apr 2016
You must let me
grow.
I'm the only flower in your
garden.
Yet, you pay more attention to the dead
grass.
Everyday you'd breathe me in, but now you're
gone.
And I've begun to wilt. But it's okay. I'm learning to live without you. For
good.

(-DF-03/27/16)
-df
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-df  23/neverland
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