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In the first season
I was a seed in soil,
In the second season
I grew through sweat and toil.

In the third season
I stood patient and wise,
For in the last season
I was harvested for paradise.
 

 


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Harvest
Date: Monday, 16th April 2018 @ 06:14:11 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: Durango

 

In the first season
I was a seed in soil,
In the second season
I grew through sweat and toil.

In the third season
I stood patient and wise,
For in the last season
I was harvested for paradise.
 

 




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