the language of flowers
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    the language of flowers

    Poezja

    i was plucked, withered, and growing all over again.

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    12:03 am
    
                          
    the sky is screaming 
    
                          
    for a taste of land 
    
                          
    we always crave
    
                          
    what is so far from reach
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