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A survivor still grows I came upon it by chance A survivor that arouse I wonder if it was design, desire or happenstance? That it found it's way To that strange spot What keeps the cars and tires at bay? I know not Wonder it is will? Or perhaps spite? Either way seeing it gives me a little thrill I speak to it now and then to encourage it's fight As you can see I got a picture back then Should it be gone on the morrow, it would sadden me But the parking lot is not exactly a secluded glen ~Wes Noneya
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Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
A survivor still grows
A survivor still grows I came upon it by chance A survivor that arouse I wonder if it was design, desire or happenstance? That it found it's way To that strange spot What keeps the cars and tires at bay? I know not Wonder it is will? Or perhaps spite? Either way seeing it gives me a little thrill I speak to it now and then to encourage it's fight As you can see I got a picture back then Should it be gone on the morrow, it would sadden me But the parking lot is not exactly a secluded glen ~Wes Noneya
-- a flower grows... from the edge of a wheel stop in a parking lot... standing all by itself purple and green contrast with the yellow painted concrete block and the paved lot...
#flower#survivor#parking
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wes-noneya
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 5:48 PM UTC
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