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Feb 2018
her words are where her heart is,
her eyes focused on ahead,
for the delicate petal has lost its stem,
running to find,
running to search,
however nothing seems to be there,
and the petal withers away.
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spiral-whirl  Cisgender Female/my broken mind
(Cisgender Female/my broken mind)   
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