I am a pit of sunshine
Burrowed within your roots
I am an atmospheric river
Absorbing rainfall within your leaves
Bloom, flower in me, release and believe
I am the lichen to your mycelium
Ecstatic underworld connection,
Morbid substantiallity
I am your photosynthesis
Won’t you be my dextrose?
Yes arise sir knight,
Instantiate this inception.

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