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Mar 2023
It rains today,
For flowers to grow tomorrow.
So do not fret when your shoes are stained with mud,
For that merely means you'll soon be out of your rut,
And in a beautiful field of flowers.
Phantom647
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Phantom647  25/M/Washington, DC
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