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A cinematic depiction of space, which silently rotates a tiny garden, even when the only one who watered it has dissolved into eternity.
So…
Check the metrics in the greenhouse.
Replace the solution in the third sector.
Transplant that sprout…
If it doesn’t decide to root in the wall again.
I also need to take readings.
And submit the report.
Fascinating!
I can already tell you apart by the shape of your leaves.
At first, it seemed like you were all the same.
Curious…
If no one sees this flower,
will it still bloom?
Silence is a strange thing.
At first, it’s disruptive.
Then, you get used to it.
And then you realize it has settled inside you.
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Sometimes I wonder…
If I stop going into the greenhouse, what will change?
The plants will find a way to live. Space won’t even notice.
Hmm…
Falling star?
Beautiful.
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Perhaps it is easier for plants.
They don’t need anything…
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