Weeds

Weeds

What we dismiss as weeds sometimes are so beautiful. We dismiss things on the basis of definition. We destroy things on judgement, condemning them for their nature. Crushing them, killing them. They had no more choice to be born as they were then we did to be born human.

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This entry was published on April 1, 2013 at 2:41 pm. It’s filed under Uncategorized and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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