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I hope shooting stars fall on all your empty acres. The places where the seeds I planted never grew. Places that won't even grow poppies. Yes, I'm praying the Sars fall on no man's land. More commonly known as your heart.
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Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
Shooting Stars
I hope shooting stars fall on all your empty acres. The places where the seeds I planted never grew. Places that won't even grow poppies. Yes, I'm praying the Sars fall on no man's land. More commonly known as your heart.
May stars fall next to Flanders Feilds
#poppy#field#shooting#star
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Glays_Disasterology
26/F/London
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
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