Anew

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Stuck in a field of dandelions.

The only rose,

resting,

waiting for spring.

I come anew,

bloom anew,

rise anew,

breathe anew,

start anew.

A new chapter to embark,

different but beautiful.

A new rose,

in a field of dandelions.

I wrote this poem as I was going into high school. I picture myself as a rose (a freshmen) in a field of dandelions (the upper-class men). As I wait to blossom, I realize I have a new journey to embark on. It will be different, but it will be beautiful.

~ E

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I believe that everyone deserves a support system. We need to be more united as a human race. Everyone tries to tell you that you are not going through this alone, and they are partially right. You are your own person; no one fully understands how you feel, but we need to work together to form a united support system. Not one person in this world should feel alone.

That is why I wrote this blog. ~ E