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As my wings begin to flutter by, awakening from cocoon as my only way for freedom of flight… with metamorphosis and flowers in place… while the sun is landing upon my wings I flow through the skies… colors shine as I flutter by… Glow for me, with me, we can fly giving newer colors that, over time, have caused fading, jading and lost their spirit to remain the beautiful ones.  Come with me please…  we can add life to a world that has lost much of its natural beauty ..that we so desperately need to survive.   @karynmarci2020

Her hands are scarred because she has battled. Her skin is worn because she has lived. Her heart is wary because it has been broken. And all because she is a soul that longs to give. ~ B.T.