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Why did you get angry at me?
Was it because
I couldn't play both sides well?
I'm sorry but I get tired
Of being the glue,
For both of you.
The same hands that held mine
And crossed worlds with,
You can take them off my throat now.
I will not run away,
But I will break free;
I will start to build a better tree.
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And the Petals Fall | ✔
Poetry❃ From one of the flowers in my infinite garden, I present to you a caricature of its petals. ❃
