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Living To Die
We are two flowers
growing gradually
into this prairie of confusion.
Thin circuit of life
trampled by careless soul,
waiting with the help of the sun.
Only hope that there may be one
to care, to come along, and nourish.
Bring us to a life worth living.
Fate and pain brought us nigh.
Alone in this world;
Living to Die.
Naima
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