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AKSHITA THIS IS BEAUTIFUL??? 🥺 am in love with the last two lines
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What a brilliant as well as thought provoking poem!! ♥️
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The last two lines are thought-provoking.
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SMiLes Dear Akshita
A Best Part About Being
A Weed is A Wild Flower
May Even Break Through
Concrete Cracks
And Flower
More Beautiful
Than Ever Before
With Weeds Remaining
Green in Even Coldest Winter Days
Indeed Always
A Potential
of Green
FLoWeRinG
Wild and Free Again
i Just Thought of You Yesterday
Wondering When You Might Come
Back And Write Again Nice to See You
On Word
Press Again
With SMiLes..:)
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