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Jul 2019
Never enough, yet I've had enough
Will it ever be enough?
Because, you see, I cannot see
The beautiful piece of dirt that is me
Yet I know, the flower it'll grow
Feeding on tears that continue to flow
But never enough, am I enough?
Will I ever be enough?
To feed this seed inside me
To bleed this need from me
To **** the weeds from my life
Can I grow strong?
Be the place it belongs
Or will it wither away and die?
It's raining, little flower
It's raining, little bud
It is raining inside.
Potato
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   Bogdan Dragos and Amanda Noel
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