with buds that never blossomed
bending stems that never bridled
the powerful hydration from roots
unseen, stationary in the soil,
prolly coiled up with competition
made to spoil,
in its selfish repetition of survival,
cause that brown, brittle, deceased
lay next to lively leaves
that must have meddled up the water,
blooming canteloupe petals and lavender lashes,
All clashing in the sunlight that established such life.
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