Beetles, bravery and brotherhood

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This is a "ramble" blog post, it's sort of like a public journal with less structured and more experimental (read: bad) writing. Don't take it too seriously.

Let the beetles beat their drums

Waves reflecting off the sun

Yet, the war has just begun

Previously potted plant, shards everywhere

Uprooted but far from death,

A survivor, stronger than ever

Mint never gave up.

Twelve or more weeks later, disremembered

Gone forever but not forgotten

Brother, who would you have been?

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