your wild grass story

in poetry •  7 years ago 

beautiful Green sometimes seen dry when rain no present, wind gusts that meniupmu slowly visit with dust, you growing knows no place stand with sturdy tub rock as if no matter how rain membasahimu and lightning thundering you're weeds living with patience and rigidity everyone will not know when hurt them no matter when you cry and they will not know when you own

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