the language of flowers
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    the language of flowers

    Poetry

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

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    "how can you begin to love me?" she said
    
                          
    "i am in pieces"
    
                          
    he presses her pieces together 


    
                          
    " i like solving puzzles" he says
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