flowers no longer grow from the cracks in my skin // instead the petals that once bloomed from my bones have gone cold // i can't grow
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To the Moon and Back
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flowers no longer grow from the cracks in my skin // instead the petals that once bloomed from my bones have gone cold // i can't grow
