and when i try to justify the way i feel, it clicks. so i stop. how can i explain the way it's a give and take. i felt like the flowers made the sun shine and the toxic waste dripping out of the sewer made it unable to go on living. and i knew that despite that, the flowers would still shine because the rain would still fall and the ground would still have nutrients. but yet i thought about that death.
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