• poppy

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he lead me into a field after the whole ride down the path. here were all kinds of flowers. roses, daisies, daffodils, sunflowers, and a single small patch of poppies.
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"my mom took me here before she moved back to america." johnny smiled.

"i've never seen any other flower fields before this one. it just seemed so admirable, like you." ten blushed and covered his face with his hands.

"come on." johnny grabbed ten's and walked through the field.

"what's your favorite flower?" ten smiled lightly and bent down to pick up a small purple poppy.

"p-poppies." ten lightly touched the small and fragile petals.

"i'll help you..." johnny grabbed a small red poppy.

"with everything you need. i'll help put you back together. all the pieces of you." johnny handed the small poppy over to ten.

"starting now."

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