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And, what am I to you? He asked. --You, She replied. Are the roots to this beautiful flower, and my heart is like the sun. As long as you keep growing, it'll never let you die. Sandoval
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Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
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And, what am I to you? He asked. --You, She replied. Are the roots to this beautiful flower, and my heart is like the sun. As long as you keep growing, it'll never let you die. Sandoval
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Aug 9, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
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