Because no one apparently reads my blogs, it becomes a chore to even post anything.
Out of having nothing to post comes an emptiness, a loss of purpose, a search for meaning.
Like a flower that has fallen from the tree, the colors, the vigor, the energy all fade away.
Washed by the rain and scorched by the sun, it dulls and becomes nothing.
Nothing but food for the renewal of the earth.
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