Abused,
Beaten,
Murdered,
Then tossed out.
Left lifeless on the bare soil,
Swallowed by the cold ground,
Germinated,
Then reborn.
Stronger....
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Flying Umbrella
PoetryPoetry book of an umbrella, who had her own way of life. × × × I write on the pictures in every page, I'll just keep adding anytime I can, but I'll love you to check it out! Comment and VOTE!!❤️ Happy Reading 🌺🌺
