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I learned young that the only time you should touch a flower is with caring hands; that prodding will stunt its growth, plucking will take it’s life.
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I also learned young the crucial meaning and effects of consent. Petals plucked, my care taken out of my own, by hands that didn’t care to be gentle enough.
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I want these flower figures to show the beauty that is the soul, fragile but able to regrow itself in its own decomposition.
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The strength that exists in fragility is true and itself unbreakable
