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Seeds of Change (140/365)

November15

I’m a thief
I’m a prison guard
She’s fat
I’m not like her
Love plants seeds of change
Not hate or separateness
Which yields decay and rot
Know that a perfect person
Lives inside
And will bloom in due time
With the right care

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