Soft clover follows I try to burn it Laughing as it grows back , swallowing me with welcomes. I am sorry! The clover doesn't return casualties, it just grows. The world is against you. Please don't answer. Keep on, do not let me distract. You are strange and I don't understand. Thought I was some gross mirror sent as punishment That's not true? We are apart of each other. Twisting into ourselves with care, never pulling hard enough to break. Our roots are the same. We cannot disturb each other. Some see it, others don't.
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