Shes planted in the ground.
It's dark, it's cold.
Shes only a seed.
Can she survive through the seasons?
Rain comes.
Shes...growing.
How can she grow surrounded by darkness?
Shes thriving, roots are stronger.
She pushes through the dirt.
Shes almost made it to the surface now!
Just a little further..
I can feel the sun now.
No more darkness.
I'm still growing.
The rain and snow comes but I'm still surviving.
I'm sprouting...it's almost time to bloom.
My bloom opens.
I'm here, I'm ready.
My petals are vibrant, I rose through all the seasons.
I stand tall amongst the ground.
The sun shines down on me, reminding me how beautiful it can be after the darkness.
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