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Aug 2018
Do not crave me for the petals bloomed around into a beautiful bright red spread.
Do not crave me for the leaves decorated around my body in a dance with the light breeze.
Crave me for the thorns around every part of me for that is where my truth lies, where all of me is real and vulnerable.
Definitely written after Anne Bronte: β€œhe who dares not grasp the thorn should never crave a rose.” My all time favorite quote.
Written by
aih  20/F
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