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my dear, do not worry too often your flower is still young — green, barely has it rooted. the time will come you will flourish, as it will bloom.
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Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
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my dear, do not worry too often your flower is still young — green, barely has it rooted. the time will come you will flourish, as it will bloom.
i hope you are well.
JacMug
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Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 4:50 PM UTC
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