Saw a tree today. Did not give up when blown away. Storm came down Snapped it's crown blew it's trunk to the ground. It should be a log now. Rotten. Decayed. Forgotten. But roots, strong and deep Grew from the trunk into the ground to keep. Standing tall, unique for all It grows and thrives despite it's struggles. It's like us in a way Snapped, hurt, but not blown away. Our roots grow deep again And though we're unique for all that's been We live. We thrive. We grow.
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