Withering (FOTD)

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Others die, succumb
but spirit holds fast, believes –
defies withering.

(For Cee’s Flower of the Day.)

5 thoughts on “Withering (FOTD)”

Somewhere Sea says:

November 8, 2018 at 6:39 am

So true.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 8, 2018 at 2:01 pm
  
  Thanks
  
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  1. Somewhere Sea says:
    
    November 8, 2018 at 3:32 pm
    
    Most welcome.
    
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onemillionphotographs says:

November 7, 2018 at 9:49 pm

Beautiful photo—I love the shade of purple. Thank you for sharing.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  November 7, 2018 at 10:32 pm
  
  Thanks for visiting and commenting.
  
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