Connected between two worlds
Looking at the dangling branch with flowers they sway in the wind towards the sun as if the flowers were praising it. As the days gone by they were once connected together but, as they lost thier colors they faded away. From time to time we find ourselves with our own colors reavealing our past and personnality. The one with gray color has no feelings or emotions while, the one that ha a unique color of thier own is bright and has life! Finding yourself can be diffcult like, trying to find needle in haystack. You just don't know what it will reveal to you, as months or even years have past, your flower will be nourished to its greatness. No matter how far a loved one, friend and family are keep on shining like colorful flower like you always have, and be connected forever.
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