haiku


As the sun rises
You shall see the brightest light
That leads to freedom

Be proud of yourself
For you have seen too much pain
Still you choose to live

Like a wildflower
She blooms wherever planted
Slowly, gracefully

Even if it hurts
I scratch, for it makes me feel
Alive and stronger

As the buried seed
From the ground, shalt thou begin
To thrive and prosper

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