Blooming
I've seen it all
I've seen many females fall
No, no, no I won't lie
I admit I've stumbled a few times
we are all assigned
to intertwine
souls and unfold
memories that are set in stone
I've witnessed that I am a blooming flower
not fully grown
I wait in the breeze
on the left is a lake
on the right stands trees
as I await
I feel no pain
I feel loved
that is the way to be
so if anyone saddens you
my darling, you must flee
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