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May 2021
Simplicity is the best
life is already
far too complicated
for the ordinary  
like me to decode
I wish we could
resolve the riddle
before you left
or maybe
there is no mystery
and it is just my shallow mind
why do human beings
accept the fact that flowers may wither
but my mind
does not accept the fact that you died?
Written by
zozek
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