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Aug 2014
Flowers in the wall
Did you see them bloom?
Vines crept up the water pipe
Like little yellow sprinklers in the sun.

The bricks that form the canvas
Building the concrete in time
Break! says the wind
Not so fast, smiles the vine.
Written by
Tahiya Nuzhat
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