Monday, September 14, 2015

Such is the garden of our life… Full of creeping vines and blossoms…cacti and fruits… We spend most of our lives watering dead flowers. Hoping that someday a drop would awaken the petals, encourage them to rise… We wait in anticipation to feel that fragrance all over again, to witness that spring in our days again.

But hell we forget... not all of us have green thumbs…

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