The green phosphorescence.
For when the light emits itself
Upon the luscious earth
Tiny prisms break open.
Suction of liquid.
The stored life locked in a cage
Of biological indifference
Readying itself
For the morn.
Shine, shine on oh homeless sun
Homeless as you need no home
You are the sentinel of the greenery
She continues to stare into your face
With her warm glow.
Grow
Grow.















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......ok so on pretty much EVERY deviation you have submitted since i've joined i have left you a ridiculous, childish and immature comments, sorry about that, but i feel i am achieving something....i cannot fathom what...but i know, just KNOW it's somthing....
coolie oolie poem
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irn bru, made from girders!
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And the pen scribbled forever more
thanks a lot from this ecologist!!!
lovely
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mimi
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thanks for the fave btw, and the comment
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