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Contradictions are captivating. Here is a very old tractor seat, no longer serving its intended function other than rusting in the sun. Upon it is a new, pristine flower who's expectancy is only a couple days. The softness of the petals contrast sharply with the pitted, rusted seat. But it's the circular holes' similarity to the flower's petals that brings these objects together.
Perhaps the old seat does have some life left in it. |
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