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In the tenderness of shoveling soften soil, cities bob through the rivers of entwined lives; each favorite seed sown asks as if to softly beckon: 'When did your heart last recognize you, amid the concrete bunch?' - Alina Reyes In the tenderness of shoveling soften soil, cities bob through the rivers of entwined lives; each favorite seed sown asks as if to softly beckon: 'When did your heart last recognize you, amid the concrete bunch?' - Alina Reyes In the tenderness of shoveling soften soil, cities bob through the rivers of entwined lives; each favorite seed sown asks as if to softly beckon: 'When did your heart last recognize you, amid the concrete bunch?' - Alina Reyes