Growing
We have grown,
Despite having sewn
Different seeds
In distant soil
We have grown,
Against the odds
Under different clouds,
The rain the same.
We have grown,
Colours, we have seen
Blues and blacks
And lilac tears.
We have grown,
As each day starts
Let us never
Grow apart.
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Owain Glyn
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