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The flower

I was Staring out the window at the leaves hanging from the trees,

Watching as they flutter in the lightest breeze.

I saw a flower blooming amongst the weeds in the grass,

Something I would normally just pass, by;

But In that moment it caught my eye.

I thought to myself how that beautiful, delicate little thing came to be,

How it was once underneath the ground and broke free.

I envisioned myself as that little flower,

I once was a tiny seed until water gave me power.

The power was just a little strength to grow more each and everyday,

That power made it possible to be the beautiful flower I am today.
Written by TrueLover (Meganne)
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