The seeping seed seeps through the ground.
To an eternal spring.
Where blossoms a bloom into a daisy of spring.
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Sticky Pritchard was quite a sticky chap.
A wee bit of a mess.
Sticky Pritchard never failed to miss a snack.
Sticky Pritchard never sat on his grand-dad's lap.
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Being inward outward.
Thine own spool of thread.
Thy know not what a colour to use upon thy color red.
I strangely fulfilled the colored thread choosing not thine-self.
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It is three: forty-five.
Mom wont be home til five.
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Let thy flaw be flaw.
Let thy flaw be thy flaw.
Let the touched be the untouched.
Let the touch flow not.
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The day is fine.
It hangs by a vine.
It takes breath away.
It's vine dependable.
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It's fine hand rung.
Around the neck of keys.
The answers were locked.
So, it did not plea.
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Heart due vine.
Slither farther from thee.
Slither to farther from thee.
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A tear drop came last.
A last tear drops from Eden.
Eden dropped a tear.
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