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He planted the seeds, now i need to bloom.
Every time he told me I was beautiful, every time he reminded me how strong I was, every time he held me when I cried,
he was planting seeds.
Planting the seeds to help me bloom into the beautiful flower that I'm supposed to be.
Right now I'm a stem. I have a few leaves over here, and a few dead ones over there.
But it's time to bloom.
Into a beautiful flower, who glistens in the rain, and shines in the sun.
A flower who needs nothing but the earth to keep it alive.
A flower who needs to believe in itself in order to fully strive.
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