Venturing across the land
A singular mission planned
Determined to find perfection
Imperfection leading to new direction
Traveling from field to field
Fearing his fate was sealed
Seeking what seemed an illusion
Leading to his own confusion
Is this an impossible task?
A question he never wished to ask
Stumbling tiredly he took a seat
Reflecting on his defeat
Looking up from the ground
Hardly believing what he found
There amongst an ocean of gold
Stood a flower to behold
Perfection, was this sole sunflower
Her beauty took his breath and willpower
This flower almost too good to be true
You should know this sunflower is you
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Josh Mallernee
Struggling writer been writing since I was a kid and am now trying to make my dreams come true. Writing has always been a passion of mine and I am looking forward to seeing how my writing works here.
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This is not who I thought I would be. Before my family was captured and forced into slavery, I had aspirations of becoming a wealthy business owner or possibly a scholar and philosopher. Becoming a warrior was the furthest thing from my mind. Unfortunately, our Roman conquerors had other plans.
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