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Winter sleeps and spring rises.
Summer never rests and autumn has drooping eyelids.
And I live a plants life. Whats in a nervous system anyway? Coordination hah. I'd rather be stationary and swaying.
Make me the bee that sweeps down with my electrostatic chanrge and pulls pollen off of the face of a flower. I'm responsable for feeding all of the animals. Make me think of myself after someone else.
Oh and what's in a climax if you can't remember the rising action. And after it's over it's the fall of it all that stays inside of you.
Summer never rests and autumn has drooping eyelids.
And I live a plants life. Whats in a nervous system anyway? Coordination hah. I'd rather be stationary and swaying.
Make me the bee that sweeps down with my electrostatic chanrge and pulls pollen off of the face of a flower. I'm responsable for feeding all of the animals. Make me think of myself after someone else.
Oh and what's in a climax if you can't remember the rising action. And after it's over it's the fall of it all that stays inside of you.