Literary Work
FEELINGS OF THE FLOWERS Megan Luebberman
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Tiny Bluets, content in their being. A delicate strength, Everlasting in the woods. After a strenuous journey up the trail, Ruby was near collapse from exhaustion. Her legs shook, the achiness finally kicked in and the stitch in her side pinched. She hadn’t come here in twelve years. Taking the trip in the distant past as a hyper, enthusiastic child was easier. Last one over the hill loses– Yet, the view from the very top was still worth it. Ruby
