"Dude, them flowers is dead!"
"Mind your own business," I denied, stooped over in the garden that is in every person's life.
"What you wasting your time for?"
"I'm not wasting my time. I've got special fertilizer and nutrients on the way."
"Dude, fertilizer is what you be shoveling!"
"I'm not listening to your negative attitude. Being negative is what got them killed in the first place. Now I've learned my lesson."
"Don't seem to me your learned nothing at all."
"You don't understand. These were once the most beautiful flowers in the world. Beauty the likes of you cannot comprehend."
"Maybe so. But you just be dreaming now."
"I've always been a dreamer."
"OK, you keep on lying to yerself then and see where it gets ya. Makes no matter to me. Just figured you'd have somethin' more important to do with your life."
"Just don't get it, do you, you fucking moron. Do I have to connect the dots for you? Of course I'm tending the dead. Because I obviously did not tend the living."
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