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Growth


Once a little seedling, 

soon with some nurturing

and some love,

self love and love from others,

I grew into a bud

 

Now growing in my knowlege,

little sprouts of leaves appear,

bright green now

and little flowers,

blossoming into a sweet fruit 

 

I will continue to grow, 

And become who I want to become

with just some more love and confidence,

I know I will get there

Yes, yes I do

 

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