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May 2020
You planted me
And when i popped my head out of the ground
I never grew tall enough for you
I never bore enough fruit
I did not have enough flowers
And somehow it was my fault
Even though you planted me
And most days, i wish you hadn't
Maka
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Maka  24/F/Sad City
(24/F/Sad City)   
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