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Jan 2019
Dying inside but I'd breath life into you,
A healing circle circled thrice in
salt circle around you.

I'd scream to the Goddess & beseech all her power,
Reverse all the deeds & rewind to the hour...

Life's not that simple & that makes me sour,
Haunted inside I can't heal how I've flowered,

Love at the core of the blossoms sweet presence,
Heating the hearts and making one essence,

Now it's been severed I sweat while I shiver,
The fever consumes in the fire I wither.
Harry Roberts - Blossoms
Harry Roberts
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Harry Roberts  23/M/Between despair and joy
(23/M/Between despair and joy)   
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