Satisfying to most but desired by all. Uniquely craved and always the one sought on to call.
Innocence like that of a young child eager to please. Ripped to shreds by haters and often brought to her knees.
Bouncing back twice as strong where there is a will there is a way. Ridding oneself of inner demons trying to keep them at bay.
In rolls the rain that helps cleanse the earth. Bringing out freshness to show us what it’s worth.
Don’t get discouraged by the gray clouds overhead. This storm to shall pass then it will no longer be seen as the one to dread.
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