a flower knows, when its butterfly will return,
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believe me when i say this.

By Sanober Khan

...so i will greet you

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Sometimes the rain

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the saddest thing is to be

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the sapphire depth

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As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feet

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when I finally begin to drift

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Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst.

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I have woken up…quite sloshed

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a silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.

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i want to be

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some poems froth

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What's a rainy day

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it was the kind of moon

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