> From the mud, man is born.
> Forged in the rock,
> He grows strong.
> Fed the seed of knowing,
> He grows bold.
> Given mettle as his core,
> He wanders away..
> Set adrift from precious earth,
> He dries out.
> Cohesion drains forth,
> He waters the land with his blood.
> The garden of Eden is born.
> His husk births the single tree,
> Of all dissent and misunderstanding.
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This brilliant engine, pumping away in my chest; I breathe in the sun.
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