Every type of relationship between living people
will evolve into something ungrowable, plain, or luscious.
I can plant a seed and never witness its growth.
I can plant a seed and watch the flower sprout into a stagnated blossom.
I can plant a seed and see nonstop roses reproduce
gardens for generations.
I categorize all my dealings with humans
based on these outlooks.
I’ll forever be shoveling, digging, and watering flower beds.
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