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Aug 2016
He didn’t give her time


Just ripped the petals

with not even enough thought to ask

She loves me, she loves me not.

She loves me


She loves me not


He just stained them pretty blue

Like the blue that attracts birds to the sky

He didn’t even explain how gravity worked.


Children need that
Annie Dark
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