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Jun 2017
In a world with unsettling weeds,
People are vulnerable to new growing.

Seeking a way out of commitment,
Resulting in ingrown beauty that lacks harvest.

Developing the garden by mistrust,
Growth of a redesigned lawn is dreary.

Not planting the flowers of uniqueness,
Despite the need for blooming daisies.

Progress starts with a modern landscape,
Laying fresh seeds that blossom by ambition.

When rich soil is prepared by desire,
The conservation will produce chances.
Michael LoMonaco
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Michael LoMonaco  35/M/New York City
(35/M/New York City)   
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