Hidden in my room

A while a go

Until I found a way

To get a way

From it all

For a while

Been missed

Been misunderstood

Until I forgot

How to really enjoy

Life around my loved ones

Sparkle, where have you gone?

My believe has remained

Searching for that sparkle

It was never gone

I am the creator

But the tools were missed

Give me just a place to grow

Lived on barren earth

No way to thrive

I found a way out.

Not just growing a garden

Filling up that withered space

Inside my soul

It’s time to shine, again 🀍

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I know all too well this feeling

But there is always time to growand

And even sprout again from cut stumps

Thank you Priscilla for your kind kind words.πŸ€—πŸ€ growing plants really grounds me, grounding I never had.πŸ™πŸΌπŸͺ΄ writing this gave me healing.✨

it’s time to shine, again .. πŸ€πŸ˜‡

So much stronger.🀍πŸ₯°

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very beautiful πŸͺ΄πŸŒΌπŸ’«

Thank you so much! #[2]​ πŸ«ΆπŸ’šπŸ’œβœ¨

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