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Mar 2
I hate flowers
At a distance
They look divine.
Until you pick one
With time it withers and dies
What's the beauty in a flower if not to watch it from a far?
Everyone fights so hard to get something but ones they do they relax.
LONE STAR
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LONE STAR  19/F/lost find me
(19/F/lost find me)   
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   JoJo Nguyen
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