
Growth happens in cycles.
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Old roots
Clutch the rich soil
Their tendrils have far reach
Stir and unfold, new shoots rise
Emerge.
Reaching
Combing barren soil for new life
Ever search for richness
Raw tendrils sink
And grow.
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