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Aug 2020
Tickling upon my skin
I feel myself bloom
As roots find themselves
Twisting, weaving within soul
Open my hands, palms up
I let the petals gather
Flourishing upon my tongue
I am my own garden
Find myself wandering within myself
For hours
Written by
Amanda Hawk  42/F/Seattle
(42/F/Seattle)   
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     Veritia Venandi, lk ode and Roro
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