|I don't "know" if we know enough to know.
More on trees than trees.
The first time you want to do it.
Spider gives to thee "what's" thee.
|And if you imagine each thought was warm.
How could such a hot be normal.
Oh sweet choosey dragon how I wish.
The average cold trip was formal.
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