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The Lonely Weed
A crack in the concrete is a canyon, a fissure enough to let a slice of green grow with no gentle hands to cradle the sapling, no affable soil to support the tender roots. As the dust settles on the leaves of endurance like silence enwrapping an abandoned life, survival is the dispensation of the introvert, unfolding in a space that’s not meant for life. Outside, the world is an indistinct panorama, the scenes move to make an alien array, encased within the familiar frame of isolation, where self-shadow is the only companion. Yet, the weed survives the pangs of desertion alone, perhaps because existence is the willful rising to thrive even when no one cares to own, for, it’s a life defined by what can be endured. When existence is the emblem of withering forlorn, after sprouting with the essence of insolence, helping to bloom lonely life with the touch of hope, waiting for the spring that’s never promised.
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