Wildflower

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You were the sun and i was the wild flower you watched me grow and grow and you guided me and i relyed on you for sunlight and you relyed on me to become as strong as a tree but oneday you just ceased to exist and stoped shining and and grew cold and windy and stormy and my petals began to crumble and tear and fall to the ground one by one and you just fell inlove with a tall beautiful tree that i never was

--milo

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