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May 2016
A place greater than the mind
Filled with color, grace, life, energy, radiance
A setting that is always growing and prospering
Except one flower
The flower died, the petals shriveled up, the stem slowly went from a bright, vibrant green to a dark, musty brown
The petals fell from their home, separating, drifting, slipping
Into a black oblivion, until they find themselves again

-EC
Enola Cabrera
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Enola Cabrera  16/F
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