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I planted a seed
my garden’s crowning glory
what will he achieve?
About the Creator
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The First Rainbow Baby
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter. The rain fell in rhythmic splatters, slowly slowing, but still constant. Mira rolled onto her side pulling the blanket tight against her ears, but still she could hear chitter-chatter and scurrying feet of the creatures that refused to sleep in the lower decks.
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Lovely work!!
Brilliant!!! Love this!!!💖💖💕
Beautiful ❤️