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Dec 2017
The last flower.....
growing wild in the garden

                             Facing the giants
                          with the nature of liar

  The war will end
if you die with them

                           Let your soul be sent
                               to heaven land

Or pretend to be dead
  tho crush in hands
                           The last flower will survive
                               for the rest of the life.
A poem about a flower that is facing the giants and war, all flowers are dead but the last flower is left.
Raviha Hussain
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Raviha Hussain  16/F/Pakistan
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