Minnie M. Davis
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The stubborn life between the rocks often touches me to tears
It was the uncertain wind that scattered the unpicked seeds to the ends of the sea. When they can no longer find the soil, they pin their last hope in this crevice. Although they can also share warmth from the sun and get moisture from the rain, only the soil on which all life depends has to be found on their own. The reality they face is so grim.
By Minnie M. Davis3 years ago in Earth
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