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2d
Within my fallen body,
Roots will thrive.

And in them, I am alive.

As old as my arms reach,
They will bare the fruit of all that has come before me.

I shall feed to the next generation of disciples,
The sugars that are born from this forgotten language.

And there we will all rise,
as we flow back down the river line.
This unfortunately was brought on and inspired by a Kanye song
Germaine
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Germaine  F/Canada
(F/Canada)   
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     SerpentineSky, Emma, M-E, Liana and Roger
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