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#veld
_the wettest grass-_ are the tears we shed. So when our eyes are: _dry and so empty,_ we know all our grass is dead! _on the greener side_...Do you know how to even get there? Searching a heart' veld, what shall you find? __(all has been destroyed by a tragedy' fire)__
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Dec 20, 2021
Dec 20, 2021 at 10:50 AM UTC
vELD FireS