Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
A friend of mine wants flowers for her room, she says.
She wants to make it beautiful and vibrant and fresh, but
Blossoms fade and petals mold, she says,
Clutching her falsified flowers,
Petals carefully crafted—
A forgery,
hundreds of days in the making in factories where they make
hundreds of petals that never die.
Immortality is the prize, beauty a side effect, and yet
How many of us choose both as a goal?
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—Immortality comes with plastic petals (y.c.)