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I walked through a field of blooming delicate flowers

Endless hours of growth and development for months, some even years

Fruitless in pursuit of true purity, I search deeper into the flowerbeds

Each discovery, each new flower, a cut that deepened my already fractured mental state

Spent days, weeks, months, years on end, just watching silently, joyfully so

Until I went into the maze of vines and veins of tulips

The daisies and sunflowers coloured my iris's confusion and supposed mild depression

I don't believe that to be true, but who am I to speak on my own due

For I sat below the streets coated in roses in concrete and paper made dandelions

I wake up to a sad realization I had avoid in favour of blissful glee and admiration

Three she said, the amount she laid, Five she nodded she had led, Alien and Horse

The Grater had the same idea as the Alien and Horse, Horse and Grater now apart

Grater building his own to start, lying to one another

I should've seen the signs, I sigh, life has deemed quantity the way

Do not colour the night, hide in the day

Maybe Aliens and Wizards aren't meant to be together

As I read forever