In the Soil

It feels this year, I lived a decade. Many let downs and a handful of pullbacks. Depression and sleepless nights. Yet, somehow; growth.

All the trouble buried underneath my surface allow my roots to hold deep. The stem of self mastery and knowledge pushing through the darkness within, blossoming in the intense pale light of a full moon. Pedals that can feel the world turn in the breeze to finally realize that I do exist for a purpose.

We all do.

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