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Jun 2019
We learn to make
better friends
with bigger numbers
and less time
It is now
that we
the magic
of the seasons
when they
and change
And like the berries
that one day
get picked
no one can steal
the spring
that turned us
and red
I wrote my friend a poem for her bday cuz it’s just what I do.
vivian cloudy
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vivian cloudy  az
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