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 Look at it, standing tall trying to intimidate me, That razor leaf is softly enlightening, brightening, The flower, while appealing its strength, its dominance, Over all the neighbours that don’t stand a chance. 









 Weakness it has, only but the sun, controlling direction, Dictating where to move, when to move, when it dies, Yet it doesn’t touch, and it can kill, those razor leafs
can, Wilt, soften, sway gently in the wind, a ladybirds delight. 









 Mingled stems congregate, blocking the views, they, Pray to the sun, they beg for forgiveness, even if they, Die, they will see the light, artificial or metaphorical, Eternal growth is satisfied, how big will it grow?...</description></item></channel></rss>