A Final Harvest

As with people, there is only so much you can ask of crops, and they feel the change in time, in temperature, too. And now, a final harvest of the okra before letting some grow to serve as seeds of change for our unknown future — as is the sole remaining purpose of maybe me, maybe you.

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