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May 27
maybe falling is a beautiful thing 4.30.25 (9:25 am)
daisies grow wild in the woods
in dappled sunlight under the trees

fields of white petals
and yellow pollen floating in the air

maybe falling is a beautiful thing
maybe drowning is a peaceful thing
maybe dying is a lovely thing

maybe lying down in a daisy field
and falling asleep forever
is a painless thing

maybe i’d do it
if it were possible
idk i keep rereading this and i have no idea why i started with the line daisies grow wild in the woods and its weird but i kind of love it?
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   Liana and Dorothea Daisy
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