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Apr 2022
The way you reach into the sun is almost unfair,
Stretching towards an unobtainable trophy,
Its beauty is something to which only you could compare,
And to further you can't even know me,
On the ground I stand and look up to you, all colored and tall into the sky
A savior to me, in the shade that you cast, without I wouldnt survive.
Written by
SoulaZoul  18/M/New Jersey
(18/M/New Jersey)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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