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Mushroom


Surrounded by fruits from seeds unsown I am beholden to feelings conjured by your existence.

Like mushrooms sprouting at night desire builds an ecosystem of its own, quietly sustaining itself before it can be perceived

It asks for no permission
But enters boldly, claiming its right to exist
And just like that,
Through no fault or will of my own

I am transfixed.

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PinkMoon · 26-30, F
This song pairs well with this poem.
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