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Aug 2017
A succulent can thrive
on care given once,
maybe twice, yearly.

I love them because
they can still capture
my attention even when
neglected.

Petals wrapt in fibers
and furs, spines daring
me to poke and ****.

I love them because
they are a lot like me.

Fun to look at.
A pain to hold.
Written by
Corey Zornes  27/M/South Point, OH
(27/M/South Point, OH)   
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