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The need to be heard, understood, and validated......

Grey clouds come rolling in
and deny the sunflower its sunshine,
mocking life down below.
She calls out to the elements
up above, however,
The clouds are arrogant and
her echoes fall on deaf ears.
She stands erect and attempts
to cleanse the sky and reach the light
from within their depths.
For a moment, a ray comes through,
to spotlight on her beauty and
her poetic thoughts.
Yet, the clouds selfishly prevail,
haunting the sky in obscurity and
once again, the sunflower breathes
a deep sigh - maybe tomorrow
they will see right through her soul
and understand the significance of
her existence.