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blossom
A green bud breathing in,
say welcome to your kin,
a promising prospect of evolution,
let it grow as it makes a revelation.
Opening up to the world surrounding,
potential no longer withholding,
a mechanism of nature working its magic,
as mesmerising as a smoldering wick.
Green gives way to different colors,
reaching out tenderly are vivid petals,
blooming be...
Tuesday 8th June 2021 6:11 pm
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