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Apr 2019
White blossoms
Swaying in the wind.
The grey sky is about to gulp them down, after -
they're gone
Dancing in the rain, carried by the wind.
Raindrops on my face -
This is how I want to disappear.
Written by
Theo  19/Non-binary
(19/Non-binary)   
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