The lone flower in rays of red and orange peeking through full gray clouds. Tempests peak the mountains blowing rubble and earth into the empty valley. Dancing winds brush the flower, shaking free her petals, and carrying them away. Children free in the cold night floating away into the unknown to start a new.
Petals
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My name is Sam and I love art. I sometimes do podcast, I sometimes stream videogames. View all posts by SamT.Gutierrez