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The First Flower

Dear Delyara, I planted a seed in a pot three weeks ago. I didn't think I could keep anything alive—not even myself. But today, a tiny green sprout appeared. It’s a sign. If that little seed can push through the dirt, so can I. Life is happening, right here on my windowsill.

Anonymous