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Jun 2014
blades of determination, growing taller, even as they die
the crunch of broken lives
made of dry, empty, lonely, lost souls
bent, broken, gone
i'm going to ruin this poem by admitting it's about grass
Ryla
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Ryla  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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