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Feb 2022
What strange power
the sunflowers have that,
once you walk among them,
your worries just fade away.
Like the countless sunflowers that
rise and fall,
we are born carefree
until our sun sets
one last time.
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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