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Willow Campbell
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Fly says the bird, fly or you will fall
Fall says the seed , fall or you won’t grow
Grow says the flower, grow or you will rot
Rot
Surviving, is not living Enduring, is not living An empty husk barley eating, sleeping, breathing, Is not living Existing without you is not a life worth living.
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