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And,
from the side of the thorns · voice loudly resounds:
"We accept that we are efficient in causing others thorny pain, that is why we are thorns.
Yet,
it is a great lapse to see us as thorns only always, sometimes thorns also are more tender ... than the flowers, and sometimes the flowers also are harder .... than even thorns.
When the blooming flowers · touch us with their soft fleshy cheeks,
every particle of their softness blooms with our hard pricking, a novel happiness and peace getting experienced play in them.
Then, tell us how do we remain thorns, how do they remain flowers? That lustful merry-making,
Silent Soil :: 99
