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Petals

The petals fall from the flowers

The seed remains under the earth, 

Laughter should ring once more, 

Not this soul searching wretchedness, 

Come take my hand, 

Forgiving and forgiven,

In my night I do think of you, 

And in my day too 

It's not with hatred and bitterness 

But with kindness and

warmth and love 

My tears fall too

Let them dry.... 

◄ Listening.

Nameless ►

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