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Apr 2019
White flowers
innocent, delicate, new
when i'm looking at them
i swear i could see you
but soon they'll bloom
ripen, rot, fall to ground
find their roots
at new it has begun
Naravi
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Naravi  23/F/universe
(23/F/universe)   
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