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Sep 2014
The flowers bloom,
now watch then wither.
Yesterday's yet to come,
Tomorrow's old news
Watch it wither.  
This joyous moment
This beautiful body
Watch it wither.  
Summer
The sun
Watch it wither.
This love
This pain.
Watch it all wither.
I miss you's
withering away.
This pride,  
It won't wither.  
Forever stuck
Watching it wither
Pssht
once privileged
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once privileged  28/F/Michigan
(28/F/Michigan)   
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