Stronger Than You See

St. Joe

I can handle it.

I am stronger than the shore.

I won’t dare wash away under the weight of your torment.

I won’t wither and die at the ice in your words.

I will stand strong despite your endless blows.

And when this season of affliction has come to an end,

I will bloom more lovely than the long awaited Spring.

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