she
withered
into
nothing
the
blossoms
of
the
peony
floating
in
the
breeze
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Sleepless Nights
PoetryLate night healing of a wannabe poet. Highest Rank: Health #1 Hurting #1 Poem #11 Discovering Yourself #503
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she
withered
into
nothing
the
blossoms
of
the
peony
floating
in
the
breeze