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The plant I planted was no less challenging Than the ones beside it. The care, the watering, the protection From small kids running around — Everything was planned. But some days I watered, Some days I protected, Some days it got stepped on by others. The care wasn't done right, And the guilt — The guilt of not tending to the other trees — Was insane. Neither looked after the trees, Nor took complete care of the plant. The first week — Hard to put in proper words. It was tough, and it was heavy. I don't know what we are supposed to do.
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3d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 1:22 AM UTC
The Journey Starts
The plant I planted was no less challenging Than the ones beside it. The care, the watering, the protection From small kids running around — Everything was planned. But some days I watered, Some days I protected, Some days it got stepped on by others. The care wasn't done right, And the guilt — The guilt of not tending to the other trees — Was insane. Neither looked after the trees, Nor took complete care of the plant. The first week — Hard to put in proper words. It was tough, and it was heavy. I don't know what we are supposed to do.
garden of chaos part 3
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Jun 2, 2026 at 1:22 AM UTC
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