Un-Wilting.

You fumbled in the darkness, a place where others lived in light.

You foraged days for warmth, embedding through the night.

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You’ve searched for many years; now let that be enough.

With love, this wasn’t wasted time, it shaped strength and made you tough.

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But strength is just an ally, it’s no purpose for your soul.

So stitch up your roots, un-wilt your leaves, this soil plays no role.

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Dig up from the earth, walk the horizon and embark.

Yes, your seed was sown there but nothing blossoms in dark.