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3d
My sweet darling
cover yourself with layers whenever you are cold
shrink in size
let the wind carry you
from garden to garden
taste the lovely fruits
talk to the lonely leaves
not for too long
float on
make sure no one notices you
taste here and there
talk to them
not too much!
Where have you gone?
Float on,
not too far!
let yourself be carried,
not too much.
Written by
Johanna
  97
     Arthur Vaso, Rick and jules
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