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As strong as a cyclone, coercing to say a final good bye to the focus, a point where it all began with just a fusion, the spore is here, an alert for departure, bringing knees down, spring of uncertainties,the nitty gritty of it is to bloom with grace, far away from the home site but a trial will do no harm.

The track maybe lost but this has always been, quit new, never been to the otherside of the sphere, overwhelming it is for a spore in the deep, not a greeting from twilight but this world must light up with petals springing forth after every quicksand has been conquered.

To fight an army of thistle alone is a death wish but what to do when it landed to germinate, it’s okay not to integrate yet, we don’t just become butterflies, creating springs in the dark just to blossom someday, who said a flower can’t bloom in the middle of the sea, see trees even survive in the desert, patience nurtures.

Published by amadimira

I'm poet A creative content creator I motivate I Inkspire 🔥

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