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What feeling do
What is this thing
Never brought me anything
Money spent
Mistakes
More pain
Before
Slowly it creeps to one’s demise
One way it will be controlled
Rainy days
Helps the flowers to grow
Never brought me anything
Money spent
Mistakes
More pain
Before
Slowly it creeps to one’s demise
One way it will be controlled
Rainy days
Helps the flowers to grow
Published 9th Jun 2022
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26th Sep 2022 11:45am
Rainy days do help the flowers grow
But nothing feels better to me than sunshine on my face when those yellow daisies flourish and bloom
But nothing feels better to me than sunshine on my face when those yellow daisies flourish and bloom
