Long term Relationship

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I consider myself as a flower that grows through the rocks, the pavement; through logs and stone or brick walls. You know that all roses are beautiful but the rose that emerges unexpectedly through the asphalt has a beauty of soul. The flower that reaches through the brokenness of the wall has a beauty of spirit. I am that rose. If you treat me right, I will bloom, if you don’t, I will wilt. So, is there an “experienced” gardener or not?

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