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I push against the weight above

Soft petals cut on something hard

They told me light was waiting there?

But all I find is something all cold and dark..~

My roots keep bleeding into stone..

Into the soil left I try to call my own

All I can do is stretch and crack and try to rise

Oh..~

Everything laughs and closes tight

Breaking myself to fit the turn..!