Rootless lives...
parasitic existence of haustorium...
no beginning..no end...
the looks of disgust..
the angry words...discarded everywhere...
or loosened roots..that of a sapling...
a new ground....some new soil...a new maali..
a shifting of place..a change of weather..
and dried leaves....
or a xerophyte...
a cactus in the dessert... thorns..and wild...
now put into a shopping window..
manicured..watered...withered...
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