Patience is what makes a seed grow
Patience is within
The French say,
God’s middle name
Is Time
And one day time will sow you
In some abandoned place
Where you will be trampled underfoot
Forgotten
But that is how you multiply
You’ll not stay down
Below the soil is not your place
You shall germinate
You shall rise
Above every obstacle
Your genes are not the type that succumb
To defeat
You shall grow through it all
And bear rich, rare fruits
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