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A fragment of the Garden of Remembering
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The soft scraping noise as the leaf unfurls. The quiet rustle each time a stem settles, the sigh as the orchid thaws, the crack as trunks freeze. Only in silence do you hear plants cry out. I am alive, I am alive.