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I’ve seen in being vulnerable who belittled how I felt.

I’ve seen what thoughts looped through others’ mind belts.

I’ve seen who’s willing to understand and who wasn’t willing to give any help.

I’ve seen who’s been there for me and those who thought I should collect dust on the shelf.

I’ve seen who’s been a giver regardless of my moments of being a taker.

I’ve seen who’s pushed me forward without wanting anything but to see me succeed.

I’ve seen who’s loved me for who I am without me having to explain all that I mean.

And for those in my life that took time to water me, you’ve planted some beautiful seeds.

I’ve seen who mutters how they really feel without telling me.

I’ve seen who thinks I take all that they do personally.

I’ve seen who feels comfortable to share only if given in return.

I’ve seen who monitors monitors just to know when it’s their turn.

I’ve seen who tries to revert my decisions in power.

I’ve seen who prays on my downfall, hour by hour.

I see all and hear all.

The wind carries all across my petals,

Fluttering with the truth of who’s around me,

Protected by all matter and debris,

By the Love of God that surrounds me.