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Rated: E · Other · Philosophy · #1921908

Quick poem

Boxed in with toxins
He drains them through his roots.
Watching them talking
About dangers, death, and crooks.
Non-stop he's not stopping.
That light will feed forever.
Six shields above below and around
Fend off the sun and the weather.
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