Polliniferous plant plucked from our messed mesocosm, here, you attract noshing deer, but, yonder, cousins are nibbled by the wild hare.

Dandelion once swaying with the wind, would you like to dance with the ear of our Jack in the green, whose fustian cloak adorns more foliage than has ever been seen?

Sunny petals pedaling in springtide, though your earthly time of high-light is ephemeral at most, eternal fields of you will line heaven—coast to coast. ; )

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