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Feb 2019
Flower grow.
They bloom.
They challenge you to see beauty.
They leave a vital impression upon you.
Like a rose that shine.

Her strength was within.
Nothing new to those that was close to her.
Some on this earth you can instantly see love.

Rosa Park, was this and more.
Where?
We are now.
Is because of her?

So she doesn't have an assigned special day.
But maybe he wouldn't either, if she hadn't taken a stand.
And it happen when she stood up to a command.

In other words she rose higher through her own power.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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