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Diana Tran
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I think of you when cherry blossoms bloom./But not for their flowers./For though they are lovely, they are ultimately temporal and fleeting./Much like infatuation, the sea of rose-tinted sakura eventually fades away./And to me, you are more than that.
I think of you when cherry blossoms bloom./Because I think their true splendour lies in the act of their growth./Standing strong throughout each season/as they try their best to withstand the toil of wind, snow and rain./How patiently they wait for spring.
I think of you when cherry blossoms bloom./Because they remind me that what we have is more than just petaled/ephemera./Would these flowers have blossomed had they not survived the harshness/of the winter?/To me, the weathered bark, twisted roots and ragged branches are just as/beautiful as the flowers that come forth from the tree.