I twist, I lay still, I cause fury and death, I bring dandelions, wild cornflowers, trillium and beauty to secret places for you to discover; I am messing up your perfect hair, stealing your last breath so I can refill the atmosphere with all you’ve stolen in your presence here. I cause ripples on the lake, dust to blind your eyes, I am here, always, pure yet toxic, for you cannot live without me.
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