Implicit

Find the hidden,

Bind the broken.

Feel the sadden,

Heal the rotten.

If you don’t reap

What you sow,

Don’t blame the seed

Blame the way it had to grow

Wounds never came out victorious

The product after its marvel proved,

Buds chopped off its source is vicious,

Until you find the other, instead of brood.

 

 

 

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