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Description? Find out my friend... |
Seed As I settle and let my thoughts flow, A familiar feeling starts to grow, A seed planted not long ago, Now springs and blossoms up below, Skywards in colorful show, If not chained, my heart will blow, Keeping it tempered until I finally know... -From me, to her. I will finish the poem when I know. Hope you enjoyed the short read. -Love Lean |