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Nov 2012
A boy picked a flower
and it taught him to grow.
He kissed her petals
and dreamed in her scent.

Then he closed his eyes
to use color
and the orange moved him
the black did scare him
blue rained down
and took her petals
and as death embraces her
he is lost in a sea
of Nasturtium flower.
Victoria
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Victoria  30/F
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