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in the palm of her ruined hands was a single seed if she grew one flower spring would be in her sights but winter pulled her down together they were miserable she could not bring change about and so spring never came around
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC
flower in the winter
in the palm of her ruined hands was a single seed if she grew one flower spring would be in her sights but winter pulled her down together they were miserable she could not bring change about and so spring never came around
#winter#flower#seed#nature#growing#spring#seasons#planting#gardening
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Jun 30, 2020
Jun 30, 2020 at 8:28 PM UTC
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