In hospital gowns we rise
You'll come to find out that pigeons can fly
Out to the woodsWhere it exploded overnight
Was an unabashed shrunkland
You're winking once, then blinking twice
And then it will be flattened for moreEvery arm - it has its use
Every leg is a reason
You'll come to answer for the crimes that
Aren't in your handsThe earth under - it works best as a start
Some sandy glass - it's the first that you saw
Lots of a mix - it's a diet of stoneThat piece of wood went to helpful toothpicks
One sharp and jagged - its turned into planks
Two had green growth - it could try to be the sameIt laid in that hospital bed one time
And now it rests inside your fogginess
Assimilated the color that it once blew around
It's even better now that it can feed you more than just apples
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Reclaimed and Discovered
ŞiirIt goes both ways! (Originally made specifically for a class project!)