Life is a withered tree.
Hopes and dreams falling apart,
One by one like leaves,
Lying...
Lifeless, colourless, odourless, 

Life burgeon once again,
Like a new born sprout.
Surviving harsh realities.
And finally...
Reviving, beaming, scenting.

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Hey amazZzing Pals!!

Another update on *Life*......losing hope, feeling dark....and then surviving and thriving once again.

Love you all😘

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