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If you think about it,
A flower is stronger then cement,
It can get crushed,
And yet,
It can rise again standing taller then before
Not only with new found grace,
But also with a new found sorce of dignity
Everyone notices a crushed flower
But do they realize all the cracks in the cement?
I think not..

— The End —