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Aug 2013
you told me not to get too attached but didn’t you know that it was already too late? — you spent the last few months watering my roses as they wilted, trimming off the thorns so i wouldn’t get hurt; giving life, giving hope. how could you take away the garden you grew in me now?

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   Lior Gavra
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