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Like a dormant bud,
after the winters chill.
I feel the need to blossom,
maybe someday, I will.

Blossom into a flower,
my colors will be bright.
Standing tall in a garden,
catching all the sunlight.

Swaying in the breeze,
my petals all unfurled.
Showing off just who I am,
to all of the world.

Soaking up the rainfall,
how it replenishes me.
Oh, to be that flower,
maybe someday, I will be...