in order for a seed to grow, it must first burst its shell of limitations.
"Maybe we die twice, once when our heart stops.
Again when the living stop telling stories about us.
It's so beautiful! Too bad it had to die :(
I know. He was so cute. And all his friends are still flying around outside. :( Ernst and Helga are crazy animal feeders. They put apples out, and birdseed. It's really sweet.
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