#1328-Dried
20/03/2021
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Open,
Smiling with the flowers.
Ready,
To believe in tomorrow.
Life stares at decay,
Unbelieving.
I’m not like that.
Meanwhile,
A blank wall,
Looks on,
Having seen it all.
Fools.
One tomorrow,
We all fall.
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