WE ALL COME FROM THE GROUND Seeds, breed, life, tweed, mead, for the cattle, so we dont have to battle, starvation, the elusive killer, what a thriller, to live without food and water try but breath by breath you realize speaking is tough walking tougher stiffness in the neck, back, and thighs all fall to there knees looking to the sky for an answer, before exhaustion strikes, and they all fall back to the earth seeds of a new life a new day a new way
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