Different

 Different, by Zvonimir Fras

I’m not a flower, yet I’m beautiful.
I have no water or soil, yet I grow.
The wind tears me, yet I bend and live through.
I’m on the ground, yet I’m above everyone else.
I enjoy daily, what most only dream about.

I am different.

I am me.

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