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Sep 4
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
Written by
kieran dacey boylan  29/M/Sydney
(29/M/Sydney)   
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