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2nd sonnet

a green sprout comes out of the ground joyful and full of hope, a new world to be found as the sprout begins to live and learn it grows into a plant strong and firm every time the plant is emotionally scarred a new thorn appears its harder for the plant to let down its guard as the thorns accumulate through the years but with the tears come rain and from the rain grows a flower just as it takes true pain to know love's true power... love is a plant, you are the gardener and your only duty is nurture the plant so it will emanate its eternal beauty
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john-jordan
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Jan 22, 2013
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