You are not mine
Take away my life
What I am holding
If you are not mine
The seed said....
Owner smiled and Patted
Hid it under moist sand.
Kept in Warm shady sun
And put a soul to unseen body bun.
The seed got a life.
But destiny said other time..
The owner
Killed the life
Life of fruits.
And the roots
He ate the heart and soulful part.
Nothing was left behind.
Now it's your turn ...
Hi ...seed
Do you want a
A new life?
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