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A Bouquet Mistaken
The door creaks open, unfamiliar faces
greet my awkward smile, hands clutching
a bouquet meant for another tale.
The petals, vibrant yet misplaced,
speak a language of their own,
as if whispering secrets of longing
in this unintended sanctuary.A school uniform hangs by the door,
a reminder of days structured,
of paths once clear …