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Oct 2013
She threw caution
into the wind.
Plucking from dirt center.
Hoping that,
the golden pedals
in the breeze
would lead her to
he loves me
rather than
he loves me not.
Caroline K
Written by
Caroline K  Montana
(Montana)   
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