Wildflower

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I saw a wildflower blooming,

At the edge of a cliff,

Unafraid of being uprooted by the wind,

Unafraid of its petals falling from great heights,

Its roots clinging,

To the little soil surrounded by stone,

And at that moment,

I wished to be like a wildflower,

To bloom no matter where I was placed,

In the cliffs of danger,

In the valleys of discomfort,

In the highways of loneliness,

In the deserts of indifference,

Unafraid to be uprooted by the pains in life,

Unafraid of losing myself in hectic routines,

My heart clinging,

To the little hope,

That no matter what,

In the end,

Everything will be okay.

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