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Sep 2018
I was standing
      at my window
And all day I saw,
      across the way I saw,
On someone’s windowsill,
A geranium.

It looked like it was glowing,
       bright red
Almost looking like a tiny heart,
Far away.
Kinda random and kinda sweet. Just one of those days.
Celia
Written by
Celia  21/F/Fillory
(21/F/Fillory)   
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