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 Gestation


There is no key to unlock your mind,
it has to be picked with the things you find.
Yet, how do you find the things you need,
that will nourish your mind and spawn new seed,
when all the gardens you've walked through,
are consumed by things others say and do,
where crops are killed before they begin,
and the husk of the seeds roam in the wind?




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