one day i said to myself
if i was about to give in:
that i was here for a reason.
i always taught to believe that God creates everything for a purpose.
that none of His creation is useless.
it wasn't always obvious in a single glance, especially to us the so-called minded materialistic creature
yet it is up to us how do we want to discover
and treasure itand i think,
the more way and time us wondering,
it suppose the more we learn and experiencing its actual meaning,
isn't it?

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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'...