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غلاف قصة WILD FLOWER بقلم aysherkabir3

WILD FLOWER

مقروء 688
صوت 37
فصول 25
الوقت 2h 23m

مقروء 688
صوت 37
فصول 25
الوقت 2h 23m

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...And from now
        I'll be the most
             fierce thing
        when I'll break open my heart
        and let the wildflower grow inside
                                                                    -Aayushi 

Roses lose their beauty without their sharp thorns,  

"Allow me to drink deeply from the crystalline waters where mountain streams overflow, let the fragrance of wildflowers swirl freely in my veins. Grant me the solace of sleeping in your meadows, cradled by the lush, green blades of grass. Let me stroll along the sunlit highway, hand in hand with my brother, basking in the warmth of peace. Permit me to leave this world in my footsteps, before I descend into the earth beneath.

It was only then that I realized how sadness had wrapped itself around me, as frigid as the guilt that crept through my lungs. Life was on the brink of transformation, teetering between the promise of better days and the weight of the unknown."

Roselle welcomed home, so she thought.جميع الحقوق محفوظة

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