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Mountain flower
I was walking pushing my soul into the floor when i seen a flower something ive seen many times before
It was gorgeous a true beauty to behold
And innocent much like me when i was 10 years old
Its petals were like mirrors reflecting the truths and the past
Its leaves were so well concealed they were one with the grass
But there was one thing oh so unique
The center of the flo...
Friday 28th July 2017 9:56 am
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