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You grew out of my eyes – wild, and wet you held the weight of my pain; Carrying my tears after the rain   the white lotus after my pain’s rain.
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Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
Tearful flower
You grew out of my eyes – wild, and wet you held the weight of my pain; Carrying my tears after the rain   the white lotus after my pain’s rain.
OddOdysseyPoet
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27/M/Zimbabwe
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
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