I am something like a marigold,
A tiny flower with expending powers.
I am something like a marigold,
Planted in the dirt and completely inert.
I am something like a marigold,
Beautiful and bright, dependent on your light.
I am something like a marigold,
Clenching on your thirst until I am submersed.
I am something like a marigold,
And I will drain you of your radiance.
- Alexander McCurdy
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Sometimes I really love things that are repetitive.
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