I find beauty in death. It is only one phase of the great circle. Most people see a dead rose, I see a pregnant rose, full of seeds for the future. It is only a transition, like a caterpillar into a butterfly, the rose is in transition from a flower to a seed pod, and then, into a thousand rose plants with flowers of their own.
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