Prologue

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Remember me

And the weeds I've had to pick

Remember me and the soil

That I've had to grow from

Remember me

For the flowers that bloomed

Out of my heart

And dressed themselves

On my head like a crown

For I have blossomed

From weeds

To soil

To flowers

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