{"sf1_id":578618,"sf2_id":"YnL944R1","title":"Broken Flower","author":"OneInchMoustache","words":13,"posted_at":"2013-08-19T15:51:42.000Z","tags":["Dreams","hope","life"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/578618-broken-flower","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/YnL944R1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f7/b3/f7b3c01c-7ac5-4299-af47-ed28e45633ce","description":"In my hand rests a flower  \nShe feels lonely and cold  \nIt don't have the power  \nTo grow slowly old  \nNot one leave is green  \nThe memory is broken  \nFrom what I have seen  \nBut one thing that I know  \nMy dreams never fade  \nThe flower must grow  \nFrom the life that she create","content":"_I made this poem because dreams can come true, only if you believe._"}