Though my skin might wither, my color fades, my soul blossoming with riches unseen to the untrained eye. Embracing each breath, each moment alive. Storing my seeds in my secret pod before spreading my wings. For those after me. That they might uncover the beauty of being alive; for each seed may hold a potential of beauty, a path never walked before, a color unknown.But above all the awe of being alive.
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