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Sep 2018
No one ever asked
if it were dew
or tears
far and near
few and more between.
They all assumed
dew
because she was
a flower.

The beautiful cry
of the chrysanthemum.
O.K
Olivia A Keaton
Written by
Olivia A Keaton  16/F/West Virginia
(16/F/West Virginia)   
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