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every plant in her garden grew wild

every plant in her garden grew curiously irregularly wild developing vines and blossoms unseen on other plants some of her plants looked like hybrids, for no good reason We asked about her green thumb and she laughed I love my garden, she said, my plants know it I give them leeway, and space to do what they want They love it that I show my confidence in them I guess that is why they are curiously irregular and wild.

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