Tulip

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Dear Tulip,

Today is maybe not your day...

Tomorrow might be to late

Yesterday is the day you wanted to last,

Memories flood and you still live in what you want to believe

Because no matter the truth

You'll always be alone in the darkness, in the cold, in the chaotic winds.

You'll grow up, through it all, getting the red pigment and the bell shape until you'll be in the mall. Because that's what your destination to be

The attraction for them all to see

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