Simple Grass

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The pain you feel when I run my blades along your body will always heal. I am the one who constantly puts you in place, I bring you down to your knees before my feet. To hear your cries fly by as you shrink down to size makes my smile curl up at the sides. So what will you do? Will you rise before me and reach for the sky with all your might? Will you fight for your freedom to be and your peace of mind? Or will you lay there and allow me to tower over you for the rest of your days until you shrivel up and pass away? For you are nothing.. but a simple blade of grass.

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