flowers
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wither and bloom
a bright dream withers, but that heartache plants a seed, that will bloom brighter. Continue reading
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Cup of Sun
I will consider each new day, a fresh chance to begin. Like a little piece of sun, brightly blazing deep within. I shall turn to face the light, and revel in the glow. The world may cut me down, but ever, I will grow. Continue reading
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spring 🌱
the air tastes fresh and clean, and gentle mist welcomes the morn, sparkling dew clings to the grass, and the flowers wake reborn, the sun warms the once-barren earth, and birds produce new song, as my chilled bones begin to thaw, I wish it were spring all year long. Continue reading
Frostwritten 