A Late Bloomer

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When others were booming and flowering,

I was hanging low and drooping to the ground,almost like a wilted flower.

When others were in the spotlight,

I was somewhere in the shadows.

When others had it big,

I was sitting in the corner somewhere contemplating about my future.

Then I started blossoming gradually and then I bloomed beautifully.

I became the star of the show.

I stole the moment and suddenly everything revolved around me.

All the setbacks didn't mean I did not have a future.

I was just a late bloomer.

                    
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A little inspirational piece for you my loves💘 .

XOXO,
Stephanie.

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