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These are my petals screaming your name as they withered to death endlessly;
these are my pieces chasing after you as they fall in the purplish sky of February,
these are my flowers loving you repeatedly,
as they turned to ashes in your hands like a burning star in the galaxy.
these…
these are my sunless days drowning in blue,
and they are writing a hundred of letters that will never reach you.
-Erica Mae Sabado
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