Hidden Meaning
Flowers are pretty,beautiful but witty some are one-of-a-kind yet some are here every day and we don't even know their names.
We judge their appearances but don't really know them when will be break free from the curse of pain.
Things are so unpredictable that we should cherish what we have. Feeling the pain of the past hurts but the present pain should be motivation he's even though it hurts.
Pushing through cause there is something,someone out there for you.
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