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Need To Stay Longer! Bodhisattwa Parekh The willow bends low, Not breaking in the storm. A quiet knowing in the steady river flow, Shaping the hard stone. It is the softest touch. That heals the deepest wound. Strength that doesn't fill pride only lasts And always remains kind. Lines: 8 Prompt ▶︎ |