Flower Bed

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"you buried the seed
of your dark existence
inside my dried chest
and I showered it
with love-filled tears
nurturing with extereme sadness
to make it bloom full
soon, flowers start blooming
inside my detoriating lungs
and although they're beautiful
I can't longer breathe,"

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