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The colors of their gentleness…

I gathered my strength
among flowers,
drinking of
their superpowers,
And when I was
too weak
to stand
I spread my grief
over radiant lands…

And the colors of their gentleness,
bought me back
to a sweet caress
of everything
that’s known,

Allowing my tears to overflow… 



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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