Seeds of the Heart
My mind has fallen into the deepest parts of the abyss.
I see nothing
I feel nothing
Why is life so difficult?
Why am I so lonely?
These are the questions I ask myself everyday.
I think about the difficulties of life and the unknown of the future.
I cry to the seeds that have rooted themselves into the insides of my heart.
The seedlings grow, And shine with their own brilliance and warmth.
I feel calm and secure knowing that these seeds are actually the people who have touched my heart.
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