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Dec 2018
I don’t care if the sun doesn’t rise.
If the snow falls and doesn’t melt
Just be there
The cold crisp air has made our petals fragile.
We will crumble from the slightest touch
Just be there
When there is nothing left
All I ask is to replant my seeds
So I can grow again
Written by
Matteo Palermo  20/M/New Jersey
(20/M/New Jersey)   
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