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Seasons

  • awestmark1522
  • Apr 8
  • 1 min read

Just as the seasons change,

the peacock loses his feathers,

Only to grow again in the spring.


As you go through the tides,

You too will grow, love

And come out more beautiful...


Than ever.


-AJ

 
 
 

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