♦️Rooted Resilience♦️
My fruit of hope bends under every gale,
leaves of trust thin where the storms prevail,
I do not gather—only bear what fails.
I bow to wind, though branches bear the scar,
cut back but never broken from the core,
I rise above what seeks to wear me lower.
No longer young to clutch at life’s sharp breath,
nor hold the light where shadows gather death—
my shade may fade, but laughter still draws depth...07062026 ©LanZhan🌄朝朝暮暮🎑 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳 안나 메이 델라 차이나...🇨🇳:1005:805
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