On the oily shiny grass of the newly,
sprouted thought, neither old nor young,
exist for ever as the seeds in the pods,
of brutes and plants of conflicting sixth sense,
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Lovely lovely poem.. beautifully laid out in concept and lyrics.. thanks for sharing.