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Long days,Spend alone. Sun rays,Rarely shown. Familiar faces,Only in dreams. Suffocating spaces,With the darkest themes. Up rise the sprouts,Strong in the storm. Never with doubts,Just minds to reform.
Category: life, poetry Tags: featured, garden, growing, isolation, poem, poetry, quarantine, sprouts
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