In thought of silence, smells and Neonman!
Listen to the smells of silence
in bed of hallowed soil
seeded yet to grow
to full maturity
entrees feast of
nature's nutrients
tastsy morsels
omnipresent blooms
trees of fruit
harbored by sun
enfolded by rain
safe for harvest
mellowed by dew
life's exsistance
Listen to memories smells
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