It is breathing.
I am alive.
I forgot that to be human is to live through the pain of life.
So we can heal, and grow.
Now, I am starting enjoy the process of growth.
Nothing can stop me.
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The Way Trees Wait For Spring
PoetryWelcome to The Way Trees Wait For Spring Breathe between your tears and laughters Live through your lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of a human life
