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what if you were made of grass and you grew beneath my fully-formed form that is ever-transformingwould you feel and know the eco-arousal of our microbacterial exchangewould you be as satisfied as mewould you be ,...taking my words away from mei d
Into the maw of hare and fear,
Drawing you ever near.
Many will enter and few will leave,
but those who do, lose all sanity.
The maw holds a presance,
Of which you would never believe.
