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Jan 2021
Flowers were planted here
Beautiful and delicate
I needed help to tend them
I never learned to do it alone

When no one was there to help me
Or when I pushed away others' hands
Those beautiful flowers
withered away and died

Weeds took their place
Digging their roots deep into the earth
Now that I finally see them there
I can't seem to get them out

I know how to tend the garden now
I'm trying to plant new flowers
They struggle against the weeds
Unable to blossom anymore

It's hard work to remove the weeds
But little by little, I'm pulling them out
I'll **** the garden of me
Because I want to be beautiful like those flowers

And I know I'm worth it
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Ian Dunn
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Ian Dunn  29/M
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