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As the pillars of concrete grow all around them, shadows are cast over the flowers who search for the sun.
Roots tangle and strangle each other’s homes as they look to find a place to call their own.
Rain falls like bombs on an unsuspecting city.
They crash and splash onto the flower heads hiding amongst the scarce green grass.
The petals withstand the heavy lash as they look towards the superior sun in hope of nourishment.
But the sun stands idly by, watching and leaving the stranded flowers to struggle and die,
And the storm sweeps away the innocence as the seeds fly into ...