A rose and an amaranth blossomed side by side in a garden, and the amaranth said to her neighbour, “How I envy you your beauty and your sweet scent! No wonder you are such a universal favourite.”

But the rose replied with a shade of sadness in her voice, “Ah, my dear friend, I bloom but for a time: my petals soon wither and fall, and then I die. But your flowers never fade, even if they are cut; for they are everlasting.”

Accept your own fate.

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