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Apr 21
Everyday,
More words flow through,
My feelings seedlings
Keep growing,
the rain comes and sun,
The flowers bloom,
And fruits come through,
not all fruit are sweet
some leave sour taste
And as the autumn arrives,
No leaves remain on my tree
.
Nylee
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Nylee  23/F/in a body and mind.
(23/F/in a body and mind.)   
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