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Sep 2019
The rotting flower blooms anew,
Though withering and greyed,
Bewildering the twilight gloom
Where higher forms decayed.
The silent kingdom rises from
The earth where life has left
To bear a fruit by virtue of
The renaissance in death.
a poem about fungi.
kieran dacey boylan
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kieran dacey boylan  29/M/Sydney
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