Seeds

A poem by Emilie Latour

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They tried to bury us, but they didn’t know we were seeds.

Your doubts are the dirt that bury it deeper in the ground of my soul,
Securing it in my belief.

This season of pain, tears and affirmation wash over my seed,
Teaching it to grow to miraculous heights, beyond my current reality.

When I am grown, my love will provide the oxygen this world needs.

My integrity will awaken the dormant seeds in hearts around the globe,
Forever transforming people’s lives.

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