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watering the flowers
when I saw her watering the flowers
I knew she was the one
to revive the dying
growing inside the cracks
in the sidewalk
the jagged edges
on a pain felt path
to nowhere
to not be found
but
it was found
in the nourishment
pouring out
ever slowly
upon the dried up,
wilting rose
where one would surely pose
life and love
and what she chose
I knew she was the one
to revive the dying
growing inside the cracks
in the sidewalk
the jagged edges
on a pain felt path
to nowhere
to not be found
but
it was found
in the nourishment
pouring out
ever slowly
upon the dried up,
wilting rose
where one would surely pose
life and love
and what she chose
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