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Sep 2014
Set a flower free
watch it float on the breeze
float, fly away,
blow to him

A flower a day
pointless routine
they don’t reach him
The never will

He won’t get my flowers
won’t know they exist
Yet I do it again
I have to have hope.

Hope that my flowers
will reach him one day
after weeks, months,
of journeying.

Set a flower free
watch it float on the breeze
float, fly away,
blow to him

Wind, blow my flower to him.
Written by
Thunderstorm  Alone and frightened
(Alone and frightened)   
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   Dead Words, AprilDawn, ---, Anecandu and ---
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