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Dec 12
Upon a dawn I bought a plant
And nurtured all it's flower's buds,
From cooling water's gentle warmth
And shave to proper stable form.

But bud for bud it quickly choked
To huey rainbow colored stokes.
The death of everything I touch,
The diamond ring in my heart's trench.
Kundai N
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Kundai N
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