It's been planted deep inside of my body,
right in the core.
It grows.
It grows when we're not looking,
it grows when we are looking.
If we water it, if we don't, it grows.
It will continue to grow.
Soon it'll be making its way through my legs and arms,
eventually reaching the tips of my fingers,
the ends of my hair,
the soles of my feet.
And even if, by this point,
you are no longer here,
I am no longer here,
we are no longer in front of each other,
it will carry on.
It will grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow and grow.
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