I write to entertain myself in These titles mean nothing.
- April 29, 2019, 4:36 p.m.
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Seeds
A seed is a beginning
But first it was an ending
A promise
A self-contained unit of continuing life
We carry seed with us
We make new life
We do it discriminately, indiscriminately
We care for our seedlings, we walk away.
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