*Flowers*
By _Valentine Makoni_ She is Spring to my Winters gloom Sunrise to my darkest nights
Poetry
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#Magical My first impression of you was magical. You were dancing and a genie of
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I don’t cry at funerals. I have cried at funerals, I cried at my great
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