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From the weeds that grow so wild, a flower blooms, so meek and mild. It rises up, so strong and true, and shows the world what it can do. With petals soft and colors bright, it stands out in the morning light. A symbol of hope, a sign of grace, it brings a smile to every face. From the Earth, it draws it power. A beauty born from weeds that flower. It reaches high, towards the sun, and shows the world what can be done. With each passing day, it grows, and its beauty only further showers. A symbol of strength, a sign of peace, it brings the world a sweet release. From the weeds that grew before, a flower blooms and so much more. It shows us all that beauty lies in the places we least expect to find.
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May 10, 2023
May 10, 2023 at 1:42 PM UTC
Beauty in Weeds
From the weeds that grow so wild, a flower blooms, so meek and mild. It rises up, so strong and true, and shows the world what it can do. With petals soft and colors bright, it stands out in the morning light. A symbol of hope, a sign of grace, it brings a smile to every face. From the Earth, it draws it power. A beauty born from weeds that flower. It reaches high, towards the sun, and shows the world what can be done. With each passing day, it grows, and its beauty only further showers. A symbol of strength, a sign of peace, it brings the world a sweet release. From the weeds that grew before, a flower blooms and so much more. It shows us all that beauty lies in the places we least expect to find.
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May 10, 2023
May 10, 2023 at 1:42 PM UTC
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