in the very reason i chose to
stay still all these times ain't for
am weak;
but to roar up too soon might led to
way so much damage, far more than
i could bear
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Jardin de Fleurs (Flower Garden)
PoetryA series of unconfessed emotions. Because life is just like a flower garden, it offers various path with their own colours, size, scents, even thistles and thorns. Sometimes we just need to sit, clear our mind a bit and be thankful to God for today'...
