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Wild Weed by Judy Seicho Fleischman Weeds grow wild, weeds dance in whatever wind comes along, strong and supple, they yield constantly to the air, unabashadly growing tall, enjoying rain and sunshine, deeply rooted, they understand a shared responsibility, this offering of the Earth. Prepared properly, they fill my empty bowl, nourishing this body, not destroyed, returning again and again, growing close, growing in me, indeed, I am one wild weed.