Part one :
At times I want to be like the stars. Free, shining bright. Other times I want to be like the petals flowing in the wind. Not a care in the world. Peaceful. Sweet. And beautiful.
Then I remember, beauty may be found external. But true beauty is found from within.
Part two:
The rain is a beautiful kind of art. It can wash away your tears and bring comfort.
It also can bring a kind of peace when you listen to its song when it hits water already on the surface.
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PoetryCOMPLETE I know way too many people who either have experienced depression, or are in depression. I am writing this to hopefully bring light in their day. Disclaimer: I don't own the pictures, I find them on the internet. #32 symbolism (6/23/20) #48...