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Lilly of The
Valley..
so tiny and fragile..
Facing the
cold sky
that was dark and deep blue..
Powerful flash
of light
was too bright for it to
Face.
What could it do
but to face and to fight.. ?
No matter how
confused. No excuse.
No delight..!!
While the other
side
of the hill was so warm..
Being a lilly
,
have to be where it's from
Jerking in
the storm..
Swaying in the rain..
Warmth from
the whole world could not turn off its pain..
All warmth
was in vain.. other side
of the hill !
Right after
the storm,
Lilly forms its very new -
Leaves and
flowers will be blossom
to the world ..
Finally it
has found..
and by now it has learned..
Life's but
a cycle..
dynamic in every way..
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