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I am the cabbage rolling amongst people. They can't see that I am the cabbage, but I see the other cabbages.
Humans told me to think for myself. I said I will think for myself. Alas, cabbages lack originality. The best I can do is grab some glue and roll around in humans' ideas so that some might stick to me for a time. I am beautiful. I am colourful. Yet, under the first layer, there is only green, maybe even rotten leaves.
That does not mean I want to be a cabbage. No! My only wish is to be a human. From there, I will surely be able to solve my problems. Heck, I won't even have problems.
I go around flapping my leaves as if they were hands, I go flapping around my leaves mimicking lips saying ideas, telling thoughts, ideas stories, sharing emotions.
Still, all I flap around, they are only leaves, and as leaves they will fall flat.
I seek outside, I see the humans enjoying their dance with life.
I seek inside, I see only the leaves.

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