Seed 5
I now see your point
As I have seen it before
But have forgotten
With the clock in place
Improved instincts take over
Dancing step by step
On Earth and in mind
Listening with my own ears
Ignoring Swarm Mode
Maybe one day slides
Maybe tomorrow as well
Beneath my boat's hull
The War not over
But my crew fully prepared
Comprehending me
Ruin every bad thing
Reassociate these thoughts
Then dissociate
Where will we return?
"We will be found in its midst
And never elsewhere."
The seed of Deadeye
Blooming once into Eyebright
(Daughter Tree is good)
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