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Young lotus blossom
softly opening to life...
I dwell often, among trees I've never visited
where lush greenery, vine...
Ever wonder why a tree sheds its bark?
to add another circle of life...
Our time together has come to an end.
The roads we walk diverge...
Flower O flower,
So many bees around you...
the immensity
of the sea at sunset...
You never forget
the fat preemie...
Silent tears were cried
By the ghosts of yesterday...
The hunter and the hunted,
creatures of instinct...
Do not open this dirt file of
the suspended time. It reverberates...
The template had the fault,
I was buried alive...