I am Dirt

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I am in alone.
If I do not climb out of my hole
Or seek the light,
 Then darkness consumes me
 I shrivel and die
Rot and merge with the mulch
Get crushed to dust and dirt
My only purpose is to be trod on
I am dirt.
I am nothing.
Not without love and sunshine.


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