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Jun 2018
When I first held you in my hands,
you were very tiny
I gave you a house where you can grow up
The sun gave you more and more power
So much that you have always been thirsty
That I often had to call the rain for you
Every day you become taller and more beautiful with your blossoms
And now you take care of me with your tasty fruits
Thank you,
My little cherry tree.
Özcan Sh
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Özcan Sh  24/M
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