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Apr 2017
Blooming all year,
don't you grow weary?
don't you wish the sun would let you sleep?

This is not natural
this constant state of greenery and growth
all things
must rest for a time.
All things must be allowed to conserve energy and recover.

Always smiling...
don't you grow weary?
Don't you wish
you were allowed to
to show weakness
for a just a moment
every once in a while?
Juniper-Mae Gittens
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Juniper-Mae Gittens  West Coast of B.C.
(West Coast of B.C.)   
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