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Nov 2017
I paint flowers on the windows in the dead of winter
To remind me of the spring
When we kissed in gardens
That we didn't grow
Now the snow fills the edges of the window
I Wish for you to come home
I paint the sunflower
The one you stole
When we kissed in gardens
We didn't grow
-Ann
My Love This Is For You.
Ann Heart
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Ann Heart  18/F
(18/F)   
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   ryn and Jacobe Loman
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