Literature
to plant a seed
a long time ago, perhaps too long ago for me to remember,
there was something inside me, a fire that died to an ember.
this inferno burned all i contained out of existance.
it scared my mind, leaving emotions out of rememberance.
the land was infertile, nothing could grow,
many had tried, but for all of their effort, there was nothing to show
out of all the seeds planted, every one died
the soil was dead, there was no nutrition to hide
i looked upon this world later, and my shock was plain.
there was something in the soil it could not contain.
i saw the architect of this invention, and looked at a woman completely immeasuerable
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