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May 2022
She is a sunflower -
a fully alive homeland.
Grown to bloom into the dust,
she follows the sun.
Each stroke reminding me how it feels to be alive.
And that is hard to find.
Written by
Maddie  24/Non-binary/Boston
(24/Non-binary/Boston)   
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