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Allison

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I came from my father’s fertile soil. I began to grow; one stem and a leaf. I breathe in what is spoken and shower in discoveries. I stay in light or wither away. Eventually, I will plant seeds, being a fertile land for them like my father was for me.

 

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Taken on June 1, 2016