Life, it’s a funny, yet complex machine where all pieces seem to fit together.
The fruit lies to waste upon the ground surrounding the tree
Animals, scavengers, seek to find any morsel, satisfying need
Oblivious to the tree’s tears of loss and lament of winter struggle
They creatures poke, search, consume and toss
These are the cycles of survival
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