This stone is cracked.
Once green with the hope
of growth and spring,
now moss-greened with cold
and being left untouched;
for a moment,
green as though with envy,
now sickness-green,
and letting in no light
despite its flaws.
This stone is cracked.
This stone is cracked.
Once green with the hope
of growth and spring,
now moss-greened with cold
and being left untouched;
for a moment,
green as though with envy,
now sickness-green,
and letting in no light
despite its flaws.
This stone is cracked.
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