Withered flower of her
twinkled world,
Crinkled.
Dehydrated.
Petals facing them,
Drenched with dark night,
Unseen.
Unbeknownst.
Roots whispering for one drip,
Lack of dankness,
Whithered.
Deserted.
Withered flower stands
In her dark twinkled world…
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