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The Seed... In the start, it was a mere seed, sma

The Seed...

In the start, it was a mere seed,
small, unprotected amidst the weed
its death not a day away
unabke to survive in world with twisted ways.

The next week it was a proper plant, 
achieving needs which earlier it can't 
on a hopeless desolate hill it stood, 
between a canopy of shrunken wood. 

// Caption // The Seed...

In the start, it was a mere seed,
small, unprotected amidst the weed
its death not a day away
unabke to survive in world with twisted ways.

The next week it was a proper plant,
The Seed...

In the start, it was a mere seed,
small, unprotected amidst the weed
its death not a day away
unabke to survive in world with twisted ways.

The next week it was a proper plant, 
achieving needs which earlier it can't 
on a hopeless desolate hill it stood, 
between a canopy of shrunken wood. 

// Caption // The Seed...

In the start, it was a mere seed,
small, unprotected amidst the weed
its death not a day away
unabke to survive in world with twisted ways.

The next week it was a proper plant,