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The Wild-flower

A mind like a wild-flower
My patience is wilting .
A drought of motivation
I physically can’t move.
With crispy leaves
And a floppy stem
I am losing time.
Anger and discontent show
But no remedy.
Fertilizer would’ve helped.
A shower could’ve been crucial.
Perhaps a florist would’ve been the best route.
Written by Aquatic-Vehicle (Lexiloo)
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