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Let them be as flowers,always watered ,fed,gaurded.admired,but harnassed to a pot of dirt.

I'd rather be a tall,ugly weed,clinging on cliffs,like an eagle wind-wavering above high,jagged rocks.

To have broken through the surface of stone,to live,to feel exposed to the madness of the vast eternal sky.to be swayed by the breezes of an ancient sea,carryingt my soul,my seed,beyond the mountains of time or into the abyss of the bizarre

I'd rather be unseen,and if then shunned by everyone,than to be a pleasant smelling flower,growing in clusters in the fertile valley,wherd they are praised,handled,and plucked by,human greedy hands.

I'd rather smell of musty ,green stench than of sweet, fragrant lilac,if i could stand alone,stronge and free.

I'd rather be a tall,ugly weed.



BY:Julio Noboa Polanco