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Feb 2022
Sweet earth as it saddens
Flowers get dried
Where the water doesn't
And the roses feel thirsty
As the trees fell or

The fruits sours,
Soil like salt and skies black
Sandy
Written by
Sandy  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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     ---, Weeping willow and Andy Cave
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