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Apr 2019
An infant, you flew
Around years it bloomed
It dont seek to you
But with shred of water it falls

The sand who bloomed
Was turn into pieces
When its thoughts explore
The forbidden door it adventures

And now it understands
You flew to a nest
So little did it know
Some other crew exists
I made it deep because its very personal
marc rios
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