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Tickling upon my skin I feel myself bloom As roots find themselves Twisting, weaving within soul Open my hands, palms up I let the petals gather Flourishing upon my tongue I am my own garden Find myself wandering within myself For hours
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Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
Garden
Tickling upon my skin I feel myself bloom As roots find themselves Twisting, weaving within soul Open my hands, palms up I let the petals gather Flourishing upon my tongue I am my own garden Find myself wandering within myself For hours
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42/F/Seattle
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
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