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What doesn't get any wetter, no matter how much rain falls on it?
It is a part of us, and then replaced. It escapes out bodies, to a better place. The world becomes its sizeable home. Its passions unrestraint, the planet it roams.
Do you know what you can hold without ever touching it?
It is a path of cow juice spread across the sky but cannot be seen by the naked eye
What measures out time until in time all is smashed to it?
Lynn likes grapes but not potatoes. She likes squash but not lettuce, and she likes peas but not onions. Following the same rule, will she like pumpkins or apples?