Struggle Is Transient
Her pleas fall on deaf ears.
Ignoring her groan.
Her children are not stirred by her plight.
How long can she hold out?
It turned out wagerer that she went away.
But it's a touch depressing.
I foresaw her need for downtime.
For a stronger and successful comeback.
To reflower and gain power, she needs time.
Flowers of a bygone era lie dead.
In a ripe, rotting state grabbed over time.
Now she's doing it her own way.
She's all topped off and ready to shine!
Written: May 11, 2023
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