Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams. — Curtis Tyrone Jones
Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams. — Curtis Tyrone Jones
Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams. — Curtis Tyrone Jones
Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams. — Curtis Tyrone Jones
Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams. — Curtis Tyrone Jones
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Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams.

— Curtis Tyrone Jones
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