Feel the flowers grow

The sun upon your skin

The stars that kiss you softly 

The earth beneath you spin


Taste the sweet of happiness

 the joy within your win 

the bittersweet of victory

the sickly sweet of sin


Be proud of all your medals

Be proud of what you did

For you survived tragedy 

When you were just a kid


Feel the river flow

The rain upon your skin

The rainbows kiss you softly

The worlds around you spin

◄ sorry

when the rain stops ►


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