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Yellow green iris
Soft petals fell from her yellow
green iris.
No sound could be heard as her petals
fell silent.
A deep breath of air cleared some
thorns deep inside her.
Both feet hit the ground like a song
drunk on cider.
She stood tall like a tree,
Showing strength and desire.
Fire roared while sharp pain
stabbed deeply inside her.
Wild flames blazed the thorns
th...
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