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Aug 2020
After the 97 days of drought
Thine green leaves would fade out
A great time for the next chapter
Get rid of questions you can't answer

Breath in with the gentle cold breeze
Make those problems freeze, let go with ease
Rest beside the crackling bonfire
After the fall, new green leaves, transpire

-dnlbllrd
Dnlbllrd
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Dnlbllrd  20/M/neverland
(20/M/neverland)   
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