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Oct 2019
I am growing
I am a flower
I live in a concrete jungle
I’ve been to alleyways and sidewalk cracks
Just to soak in a little bit of sunshine
I am a concrete jungle flower
I’ve been stepped on and I’ve been shoved to the side
I’ve been packaged up saying “ I’ve had enough!” And thrown into a box on the road to faux growth only to be put indoors to wilt and be tossed aside
thrown into the concrete jungle again
I am a concrete flower  
And I will survive
Written by
Veta  19/F
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