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Four Seasons Growing Inside Me

Poésie

This is just a jumble of writing, poetry, self help, rolled into a little thing I'd like to call Four Seasons Growing Inside Me

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I don't even know, we don't even talk much, 

                              
About our feelings, just touch

                              
I am in a confused place 

                              
I just spill out all these words 

                              
Hoping that you'll see 

                              
I'm nothing much to you

                              
But you're my poetry
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