A dead sunflower
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Last published Sat, May 16, 2020
M.S.C poems and quotes.
I write what I feel, cause it's easier than explaining them.
Her favorite flower is a sunflower.
Holy shit never imagined that human beings were ever gonna read this. So thank you.....
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