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Nov 2017
I won't trample upon your garden
I won't pick flowers for myself
Instead you will grow into me
I'm the air you need to breath
The water your roots search for
The sunlight that calls for you
A flower that knows how to live
Inside the soil that is my heart
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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   Lauren Christine
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