Wither by Mitch Prax

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Jun 2021

Wither

I remember when
you were still a sunflower-
back when you planned to reach the sun,
back before they had trimmed your leaves
and left you to wither.

Written by

Mitch Prax 32/M/Australia

(32/M/Australia)

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