"The thing about us that will make us unlike anyone else,
is that we were built on a foundation of sadness,
and on a foundation of struggle, on endurance.
Our love grew through the hardest times.
We are the new growth after the fire has cleared the forest,
pushing through the ashes of the life that lived before us
and starting new. We are the uncurling fern,
wrapped tight upon ourselves, slowly showing the world and
the light above that is filtering through the clouds,
our arms outstretched.
We are built on singed remains
of silent secrets that we finally set fire to.
We are the virgin stems and unspoiled leaves,
We are the green beating hearts inside new growth.
The sound of our heart's beat echoes across the charred
and empty wasteland of all that's been burned down.
The thing bout us, is that we will never stop growing.
As we burst slowly into the blue skies
like explosions in slow motion, our fingers like vines
will wrap around each other and twisted we will reach
for the light above.
Together.
In this twist and in this share spiral upwards,
we grow strong.
We will be the contrast, the green against black and grey,
the new against the shining and crumbling pieces of old.
The burning of our wait and the
metamorphosis that shows all the others
the colors we've been hiding;
the life that only the flames
could produce."

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Tuesday, February 19

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