“I promise you will bloom again. I promise you will flourish. Trust me when I say that wildflowers grow in the oddest of places, between the cracks of memories, they gather strength within scar tissue, stretching toward the light, saying ‘We deserve to be here, no matter where we have come from.’ Now it’s your turn.”
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