Why do you blog? From a new hobby to writing with a purpose. a fallen pollen;totally lost; isolated from everyone,she grew. with a purposeto bloom;when it’s time;when spring comes. she’ll flower,on her own;indestructibleby storms. From nowhere to be a garden of words. @anemonini
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