What happens to a seed after it is planted?
Does it grow up straight? Does it grow over-slanted?
Is it lonely? Is it shy?
Is it happy after a cry from the sky?
Could it beam a light of love?
Does love fly high like a dove?
Would it need to prepare?
Will the winds of time treat it fair?
Does the flower of love need more care?
What does the flower want to share?
Could the greatest danger of all be knowing?
Why all things must stop growing?
Is the seed sewn in doom?
Or is it cursed with everbloom?
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