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Writing poetry is harder than you think
Roses are red.
Violets are ... not red.
Hibiscus are sneaky little rascals that only bloom during that weekend when you're away visiting your parents because they still pay your bills.
I hate flowers.
Thursday 18th February 2016 11:08 pm
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