REBIRTH! – @WANJA’S POETRY

Adversity is a bitter pill to swallow,But it’s a tool we must borrowIf we wanna know growth, we yearn to sprout.Like a flower that blossoms through drought. Mama we made it, is all we wanna say.However it comes out as “mama please save me!”We win, we learn, but nobody speaks of the miles we run.TheContinue reading “REBIRTH! – @WANJA’S POETRY”

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