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Mar 2020
Twisting and turning
the stems are snapping
My mind can't take this wait
Burning and simmering
the petals make a tea
I don't want to drink your poison anymore
Why won't someone save me?
I'm alone in this world
tied to a chair
no one is ever here.
Ashlyn Yoshida
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Ashlyn Yoshida
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