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Oct 2014
My body
Is made of
Strings of stems
Linked together
With budding flowers
Emanating the
Most wonderful scents

It's made of
And millions of

But this shell
Is the only thing
You can see
And oh how
I wish to show you
The things that grow
Within me

Because then
Maybe you'd show
Me yours too
And I might get
A chance to discover
The Blues and Blacks
That make up the stars
In your veins
Written by
LiviKawa  VA
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