Two stalks ,one bud, many petals, slender sepals – flowers they were still. Standing bright in a barren land. “Infected or evolved?” wondered the bees. Quakes knew the answer. Alas! they chose not to speak. Humans they have become at last. Uncomfortable with the truth.
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