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Wildflowers can't be controlled, and neither can the girl with a soul boundless as the sky and a spirit as free and wild as the ocean 

- Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

This tiny wildflower has met the challenge of the rocks and stones in its path to emerge into the light of day. The seed has never known the flower, nor it knows that it can be a beautiful flower. Long is a journey. Nothing is guaranteed. A thousand and one are the hazards of the journey, and many are pitfalls. The seed tries to drop the hard shell; that is its security, it starts moving. The seed was very hard, and the sprout will be very, very soft, and the dangers will be INFINITE. But the shoot starts towards the unknown, toward the sun, toward the source of the love of light, not knowing where not knowing why. The same is the path of Human.