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As the flowers
I am today,
Collerfull, Not afraid at all..
So fragile, but I do not care,
Willing to give you my love,
When it's not comming back.
I enjoy the wind,
The dust flying by..
All the stories,
And I cry,
No don't be scared,
I'm not sad at all,
Not sad at all,
It are tears of clearing,
Weird words comming out,
In silly lines they stand,
But well...
I'm just a flower.
so I can.
ik:naomie, vrouw, 34 jaar
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