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Apr 2021
I am but the seed
of a fruit all finished up,
with all my wisdom eaten away
left with nothing but the husk
of what I used to be
so bury me in the dirt
with the hope that I will grow
once again into a tree
ripe with glory and promise.
01.05.2021
Jami Samson
Written by
Jami Samson  Philippines
(Philippines)   
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