think tall like trees, harvest thoughts like bees.
buzz in harmony, build in honeycomb symmetry.
be born from alchemy.
mix potions in shaking hands
while feet and legs learn the ancient dance.
wild winds take the chance.
the moon makes phases. phrases
form that only our tongues know,
plucked from the pollen of secret flower pots.
we grow and grow.
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