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In cities woven with parks and pavement, each forgotten blossom becomes a gem waiting to tell stories of dirt and rain. - Mia Ananda In cities woven with parks and pavement, each forgotten blossom becomes a gem waiting to tell stories of dirt and rain. - Mia Ananda In cities woven with parks and pavement, each forgotten blossom becomes a gem waiting to tell stories of dirt and rain. - Mia Ananda