At Seventeen… becomes true again as we reach a certain age.

As we age, this song becomes true again.

We become invisible as our skins dry and shrivel like the petal of a rose.

It doesn’t have to happen. We have L’BRI. Water the flower that feeds your soul and take back the power you have to create your visage and reality- in a healthy and natural way.

Don’t grow invisible- grow fearless and redefine what age is.

linktr.ee/missmaisieandme and scroll to my first link for yours.

My dad’s little sister, Sherri.

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