Live


Spring has come and gone again. The rain barely registered in my consciousness as I focused only on the flower growing in the middle of the concrete path. Somehow it had found the strength to grow right where it wanted to. To push through the concrete to the sun and to stand almost as in defiance to say “you can’t stop my soul from living!” I laugh. Because you tried. Yet, here I stand with my face upturned to the sun.

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