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Mar 28
The tulips teach me that beauty
can return even after the frost,
The sunflowers remind me to turn
towards the light,
And the forget-me-nots whisper softly
that some things are meant to be remembered,
not lost.
Written by
Tristan Corey  27/M/Dorset
(27/M/Dorset)   
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