Alas! Again, litter life, litter love

Alas! Again, litter life, litter love
The lotus growing, like a semi-intended compassion
It blooms does not absolutely at will, here and there
Get bigger, absorb more mineral and water ground life substances
That deep and that strong and that essential that passionate
It takes place does not without meaning
Damn good it suits you, damn huh, you’re pity,
It grows else places you consider ‘Alas!’
Yeah…. a fun companion,
A cheeky smile, who can hide the spark comfort of it
Knock the lonesomeness
Enter this petite soul like a chill jazzy tune
Tasty
“Run and get it!” Mama yelled hard that morning.
Silly me, I don’t have to
Silly me, thinks it’s untrue
Mr. G,
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