Life as a garden.
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Seeds
Small fragile things
Dropped
Into fertile soil
With right care
They sprout
Growing ever larger
Blossoming into their true colors
But with neglect
They wilt
Stunted and forlorn
Never reaching
The same heights
As seeds
From the very same batch
Just like so
Are humans
All in our different varieties
Yet we only thrive
If given
The right love and care
Our hearts and minds
Grown stunted
And sad
If we are not allowed
The ability
To blossom into our true colors
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