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She eats stones:

She eats stones when she’s cold.
She likes stones. I know why I am.
I don’t lie ‘cause I was buried with her.
We are not stubborn.
You won’t be left behind.
You are the flower.
And you eat me. I’m not conscious.
You feed me then.
Flower. Silly word, I have heard.

M&L: Lundberg


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