Just keep it down... I was born in a soil of light voices, long before all of you existed, and I shall stand tall, when all of you perish. I have this silly and little dream: I want my petals to travel the world and merge all continents, in each of them plant a seed, covered in wonders. I want my reflection, my pure me, duplicated in each rock, building, face. Some may call it sad, but I just live to serve the others, never been able to be me. I'm just one more pretty vessel... The world can be so hard to stand, sometimes... But in my sharing, I find my happiness; in my giving, I find my peace... You'll never know who I am, in which shadow I light your breeze, but you'll sense me with your inner eyes. At least, I hope to be discovered... What sense would life have if I was supposed to be a nobody?
Full credits to Ioana Liliana Gheorghe and her gorgeous NYC pic, from her blog: http://fashezine.blogspot.com/
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