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inpsirational 1 min read 719 views Jan 10, 2017

Life Cycles

The last seed, my grandfather planted was my daddy's last words and my first harvest. They are cause and I'm the effect, of my grandfather's wisdom and my daddy's hard work. I am third season, to shed some light to cultivate the soil for the incoming crops. I am the grounds keeper, of the life cycle, making sure them apples, dont fall to far from the tree.

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mrmelody7

Very well expressed

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SYQ222

Thank you!!

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LP45

Loved how you portrayed this piece. Excellent penning SYQ222. Keep em coming.

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SYQ222

Thank you. I will try!!

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Elvan

Insightful very insightful

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