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Dreams are like flowers
They grow in a bud
Until you feel as though they would wither and die
Still unfinished
Then suddenly they burst into a flower
More beautiful than you could ever have imagined
And you realize that dreams
Like flowers
Are God's hands opening a little for each dreamer
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