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Aug 2020
Among the flowers where you were told to wait, and listen to the wind.
The sum of it's parts is always late, but what it brings,
A friend at timid pace,
A friend who knows the place,
A friend to tend the flowers,

You knew while you still wait.
EphemeralLikeGold
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EphemeralLikeGold  23/M
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     Imran Islam and Wyatt
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