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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow & I am in them & that is eternity. Edvard Munch
the soft substance consisting of muscle and fat that is found between the skin and bones of an animal or a human — this substance in an animal or fish, regarded as food: boned lamb flesh | [ in combination ] : a flesh–eater. — the skin or surface of the human body with reference to its color, appearance, or sensual properties
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Fresh meat, tender. Soft. Fragrantâ&#x20AC;&#x201D;
Inelegantly, and without my consent,
Cuts bleed, wounds rot. //Stench arises.
Time consumed my flesh, it punched holes in them. But it did not hinder flowers to grow out of them.
As my flesh disintegrated itself, it slowly became duller.
Who they saw on the outside, wasnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t a true reflection of who I am on the inside. I was more confident, stronger, younger than who they think I was.
I w a nted to say: Donâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t judge me by how old I am. I may be wasting away on the outside, but I am being renewed internally day by day.
By J e d idah Tan