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I was your flower but seasons passed, we grew apart and now Your flower has wilted, But I have grown.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC
A Eulogy Of My Love:
I was your flower but seasons passed, we grew apart and now Your flower has wilted, But I have grown.
rianna-smith
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC
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