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A collection of all my woes and ruminations in poetry form
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how unfortunate it was
that the sun has yet to caress your petals,
your leaves live off of the tears you shed,
and your roots had to endure the rough soil
the gardeners planted you in.
you could've bloomed better
had I just known.
~ weuneigh
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