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Oct 2021
I close my eyes and
my mind gives itself to you
like the a sunflower to the sun.
You planted your seeds
inside this heart,
only for a garden to grow
over this wasteland of a soul.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  27/M/Australia
(27/M/Australia)   
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