you may not have been birthed in the soil, and granted, you will not blossom when spring melts winters wake. but inside of you grows a thousand gardens full of exploding stars. you are of the earth, and your ashes have been constructed with stardust, and set free with the wind.

        • iana. she/her, nineteen, from brazil
aug 12 2020 ∞
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