Dainty Daisy

Dainty Daisy Tossed away to wilt dug my roots in deep cleaving right through. Battered, bruised, eke out a weary existence. Dainty no more, resilient incisive and determined surmounting challenges. Firmly holding my ground smile, hold my head high. Adapt, adroitly sway with unforgiving,fencing winds shredding my core with razor sharp,lethal strokes while the sun …

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