Eternally Part of You Fly me a staff up on the cornfield hill and bury me up where the wind blows scatter me in a river of my youth remember me looking at the ocean feel me with the sunset at the end of your day the day I go celebrate what I am the hour I turn to dust I will become all the time I am gone, observe the universe and I will become part of you forever Adriana Palmer Staff
Vida Vida es muerte Oscuridad me toma Me comĂ el veneno Anonymous
The Beauty of Mushrooms Fungus from funky floor its fleshy Sporelike structure stems from soil rich with ore Its stalk, or stem, shaped disclike underside Where spaced out slits are occupied Lauren Roop ‘21
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