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A Sunflower

KELSEY NEWMAN-REED I want to keep love flowing. I want to be love and grace, in human form. I want to remain as a flower, As the sunflower you once thought I was, When I didn’t think I could be. But I see now that I always was, This flower, A sunflower, I was just beaten down by the rain. But the sun will shine again, And I will grow again, With stronger roots, And a stronger stem to hold my head up Because I am still here. With love and grace And delicacy, My petals will bloom again.



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Volume 3 Issue 3 - The Identity Issue  

Volume 3 Issue 3 - The Identity Issue