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Oct 2020
My decomposing soul makes fertile soil
I'm able to provide all the nutrients you need
seeds may be sown in the rich earth
a place for you to sprout your roots
somewhere you can grow tall
only that means eventually you'll leave
you will rise up until your petals blossom
by then I won't be able to see
I will never grow into a flower
until I learn to become a seed.
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Written by
Hugo Pierce  23/M/England
(23/M/England)   
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