dirt and grass.

dirt and grass.

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Hazel is the grass. The beautiful springing, lively girl on the outside who brings a happy glow to wherever she ends up. Inside she is the dirt. The flith lying on the ground, being trampled over by everyone. Daniel is the dirt. The messed up badass who doesn't give a shit and decides to trample over the people who mean nothing to him. Inside he is the grass. Alive inside and his grass is slowly dying so soon enough he'll be dead dirt inside and out. Both unlikely to become friends with each other and two very different people yet one day Hazel puts Daniel on an adventure that will make him reconsider his life and finally he has the chance to change it all around. The question is will he accept the change and new life that is being given to him?
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