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Master of the unfinished 🌻 Femininity in bloom

A woman planted in nature, nourishes herself, never stops growing. She understands the cycle, and finds a place for her feminine and masculine.

She flowers like spring.

You wont pick her, you may never find her, nobody ever may.

I am beautiful, just this way.

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PolitelyIrreverent

I'll pick the girl plucking snails out of a pond or naming earthworms she finds in fresh dirt like they're old friends any day. As long as she puts her hazards on to stop in the middle of the road to help a turtle across, even if it means her old beater might stall and not restart.