“Without aspirations nothing grows but ever loathed ‘Daunting Weed’ ; even though they themselves come with a destiny written—on their formative phantom seeds…
…They fail to match the purpose of the seer, & thus repulsed for rejoicing their prime; they are destined to pay the price for growing & blooming in the wrong place at the wrong time…”
~praveen
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Picture credit: Elephant Journal.