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The seed has gone through so much

All around are beautiful flowers

Some bigger than others

Some happier than such

 

In life you could of stacked the dominoes

One sometimes out of line

The chaos not oh so divine

When the wreckage can not be defined

 

Perhaps all the puzzle pieces were scattered

Time ticked for an answer

Vexing to put the pieces together

Didn’t know where to start

 

Now with all the confusion at rest

The flower can grow to its best

 

The darkness has gone away

The sun has come out to play

A bright light shines on the seed

Creating something in need

That’s oh so beautiful

 

 

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