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In the barren lands devastated by war
I did everything to grow a flower
which could never bloom
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Note:
This part means a person did everything he/she could to grow something like friendship or trust, but it was all a waste because the barren land wasn't fertile enough (the trust/friendship wasn't possible with a certain person)
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Poetry//ғʟᴏᴡᴇʀs ᴏғ ᴍʏ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs: ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ʙᴏᴏᴋ// ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴘᴏᴇᴍs/Thoughts/Quotes ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇʏ ᴍʏ/ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ's ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪғᴇ sɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴs/ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛs. sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ. (I recommend you to read from the end so t...
