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Growing seedlings within walls

There are seedlings grown well somewhere behind the walls in natural fertile soils they are monocotyledonous fresh seedings the radicles wake up first before plumule to gain firm ground for branches, leaves but some farmers do it with wit in style watering roots with alcohol and iodine pouring steaming water to remove pests some do remove soil from the roots allegedly to provide freedom and aeration fertilizers, humus that are indispensable are starved off the hungry, sick seedlings small pebbles are spread in and around to register beauty, seriousness and duty and the seedlings grown behind walls dry up with survivors yielding very little but the farmer is proud, loud, and happy to bolster pride the farmer packs leaves, poor seeds, stems and export to markets But then the farmer puzzles me; Why claim farmer-ship but of scandals? every activity of raising even bedbugs, culturing snakes and parasites is divine to best of sincere ability one must work and it’s more demanding if it is humanity at the center of functions and goals

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