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[First of The "Hyacinth" Poetry Book Series] I once wished that we won't wither. But I'm sorry, I guess those flowers were us after all.

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by faldihidayah

by faldihidayah

Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home

Return my feelings

Then you can leave