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May 2020
I read somewhere
'only those who care about you can hear you when you are quite'
So, in my inner mind I could recurrently hear
"Bloom"
Even though you are not pretty enough,
Even though you are not talented enough,
Even though you are not cool and chill
Just "Bloom"
Let them love you,
Let them hate you,
Let them break you,
Still, 'bloom'
Not to adore
To comfort
To love
Others
But
To adore
To comfort
To love
Yourself.
Written by
Albatross  F
(F)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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