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Star

Stripped of her beauty, petals long gone, crushed and bedraggled, seasonal pawn. Bereft of her progeny, empty and worn, broken, she multiplies – a true star is born.

Stripped of her beauty,

petals long gone,

crushed and bedraggled,

seasonal pawn.

Bereft of her progeny,

empty and worn,

broken, she multiplies –

a true star is born.

Responses to “Star”

  1. Caddo Veil

    I love the photo, and the words, “broken she multiplies”–I think I’m living some beautiful truth in that. God bless you–love, Caddo

    1. melodylowes

      Yes, you are!

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