Flowers And Hearts
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Rebecca Navarre
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When deep in the heart love sings. It can
open up, and spread the wings. Of a little
sparrow, or a dove. A child, in need of a hug.
A broken heart. A cherry tree. A willow. Heart
on sleeve. Tears on pillow. Roots don't die,
but bleed. Flowers and hearts, blossoming..
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