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Sep 16
love poem #54
plant your sorrows into my earth
and i will bear the sweetest fruit
the summer sun marks our rebirth
teeth bared, feline-like in her pursuit
maybe this is what love is supposed to be
Written by
indi  23/F/somewhere in the sea
(23/F/somewhere in the sea)   
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     indi, Cloudydaze and Karma
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