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Oh darling, go grow your garden where they told you that you could not. You were not born to be so sad, so young. You have had a disagreement with life, not a falling out. Go plant your roots so deep they stretch for miles. And make sure whomever they touch, they touch gently. I know not everyone has been kind, but do not let them make you cold. For one day, I promise you, your roots will grow in someone else's garden. They will plant Daisy's around you, trim the hedges to let the light shine on you. They will help you grow. And then one day you will wake to the sun shining, and your gardens will have grown together. I promise not everyone leaves. I promise, someone will stay.

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