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Sunflower
Sunflower
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Wild as a sunflower
I step under the orange skies
hoping to see them for the one last time
the winds rush into my soul
I breathe in the colours
painting my mind in them
my eyes take it in
as if it were taken out
of a polaroid painting
pretty but rare
the subtle frangnence in the air
it takes me home
I find myself, limitless
as I lean to them, the flowers, they
lean back to me
my comfort lies here
in the endless sea
of wilderness
