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Jan 2017
If I was a garden
You would've been my compost
Because you were ******
And you stunk
But you still made me grow so strong and tall and beautiful.
I have blossomed into a new woman.

I have learned from this, no matter how much it stinks
Growth is necessary
Ava Bean
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Ava Bean  Portland
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