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Text: My life's blossom might have bloomed on all sides save for a bitter wind which stunted my petals on the side of me which you in the village could see. From the dust I lift a voice in protest: My flowering side you never saw! Ye living ones, ye are fools indeed who do not know the ways of the wind and the unseen forces that govern the process of life. Each paragraph will be a test.

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