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Seed

Sprouting and stretching to touch the sky Now brittle and waiting to die

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/17/2010 2:49:00 PM
Time takes its toll on all things..Maybe that seed left offsprings..Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my work..Sara
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Date: 11/17/2010 11:00:00 AM
This is the irony of nature, Robb. Well stated! Love, Carolyn
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