No one
wanted this flower
to grow,
to stretch out
her petals
and bask in the sunlight.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
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2 comments:
the lucky ones get to walk in the sun. more aunt lizzies in my experience.
gulnaz
Eccentrics have a life all their own - if we could (or were allowed) in, we'd probably be very surprised how wonderful, fascinating, and lonely they are.
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