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A Beautiful Thing

In a world where beautiful things never last long, I hope to never be beautifulNever to be a flower plucked from the ground to be caged in a vase at a north-facing windowRarely feeling the sun hit my wilted petalsI crave to feel the drops of dew falling into my pistil and seeping into my […]

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