they thrive o neglect, I think.

…ndoned corner of a garden, their easy ways of showing up in the world of neglect is awe-inspiring. 
These children- the of-the-wild take root wherever they are, grow strong through the wind, rain, pain, sunshine, blue skies, and starless nights and dance even when it seems there is nothing worth dancing — for they bloom with or without you.
And She Dies to Bloom and Blooms to Die
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Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar
Maria Rattray
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Jan 22, 2023
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they thrive o neglect, I think.
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Written by Maria Rattray5K Followers
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Writer, author, teacher, fun-loving poet. Trying valiantly to make the world a better place. Helping you to guide the future. Find me at: https://ponmyword.com
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