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Sep 2016
A story on a faded picture,
One I've never seen.
A bright, bold lavender flower,
And a towering evergreen.
I'm full of dirt and soot,
Coming clean in time.
I think to myself
"One day I'll stand as tall as the pine."
Written by
mae  29/F/ohio
(29/F/ohio)   
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   ---, naΗ§Γ­ and SPT
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