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Nov 2014
Despite your belief that;
     your body is a field of flaws,
     may their flowers grow,
     lengthened as you hope they'd be.

Long for your soul not to rot;
     that the scars you will cause,
     happiness will eventually sew,
     become everything you hope to be.
flowers...get it?
Alyssa Tara
Written by
Alyssa Tara  MNL
(MNL)   
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     Rafael Melendez, SPT and Arcassin B
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