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Jul 2021
The sorrows are getting old
I’m no longer recognizable
For years, I’ve been encouraging myself
Encouraging myself to bloom again
But it seems impossible
Days are becoming night
The warm is becoming cold
This deadheading session has been lingering
It’s been years since I’ve seen myself bloom
Bloom in a field of flowers
Flowers I used to hate but now trying to love
To anyone who's trying to find themselves
Kelsey
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Kelsey  22/F
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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