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Here, I walked and as I walked, flowers shot up out of the ground and vines crept about at alarming speed, covering anything they could cling to. I actually thought, for just a few seconds, that maybe I had somehow developed some ridiculous magical powers or that I was actually some kind of supreme being and it had been hidden from me all my life. (How could you not?) Repulsed with myself, I shook my head and five tiny, pink rose buds bloomed on a vine by my ear. I sighed and rolled my eyes (three new leaves uncurled by my knee). “What is happening?” I said softly and suddenly all the flowers within ten feet or so dropped all their petals (including the five pink roses).


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