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smontuoro
smontuoro Community member
Autoplay OFF   •   4 years ago
This is a poem dedicated to my father.

Bloom

For 18 years, I was your little flower,

And you watered me everyday.

I thought you were helping me to grow,

But was disappointed to know,

That instead of using water,

You used pesticide.

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