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Apr 2020
I wait until it rains
and then i pull out the weeds
plant some seeds
imagine your tears as rain
soft soil - pull out the pain
and plant again...
Grow tall.
Grow mighty.
Grow in order to seed
something beautiful.
Chantell Wild
Written by
Chantell Wild  south africa
(south africa)   
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