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upon the fertile ground,
the flowers grow.
Infinite upon infinite
They don't look back
We stare on
Until the shadow comes
To eat it all whole.
"upon the fertile ground, the flowers grow. Infinite upon infinite They don't look back We stare on Until the shadow comes To eat it all whole."
upon the fertile ground,
the flowers grow.
Infinite upon infinite
They don't look back
We stare on
Until the shadow comes
To eat it all whole.
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