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My garden is dying. My flowers are wilting, weeds are growing out of control. There’s a few, that are still holding on, but they’ll probably be gone soon, too because I keep watering the same flowers that are already dead
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
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My garden is dying. My flowers are wilting, weeds are growing out of control. There’s a few, that are still holding on, but they’ll probably be gone soon, too because I keep watering the same flowers that are already dead
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 10:16 PM UTC
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