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Seeds that are supposed to grow. I wanna grow with them, among them, above them..but most of the time: beside them. Maybe some other phase will pass me by, but it keeps gettin harder and harder. When you keep losing and losing. Beting on the wrong numbers. And thinking that a bouquet will do. An orchid that does not grown roots. But never the less, you feed it, you water it. You even start to love it..then you come to your sense. A flower is still a flower even when nobody's around.