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A flower in the midst of blossoming, he flourishes for the first time. Breaking through rubble cast upon him by thoughtless passerbyers, he is finding his colors. He reaches for the sun, embracing it’s warmth and nourishment. He grows now of his own accord, his petals unfurling to share his brightness with the world. Befriending the bees and smiling at the hummingbirds, his enthusiasm spreads far beyond him. In a past life he was a rainbow, bringing avidity to all who beheld his ethereal reflection. His passion fuels his pigmentation. With each incarnation he becomes more chromatic and illuminate, fervor imprinting his physique. A shadow, a breath, a rainbow, now a flower. One day he will make himself into a work of art. A stain glass window. 

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