If I should lay here I would lay here until my body cascade into the dust from which it came. This body into the uttermost part of the earth .
To bloom; Oh to bloom into a flower of essence and my branches to rise toward the heavens and give praise to my maker forever more.
And in Gods return to kiss my leaves with the rain from his throne room. To push me forward to bloom high that I may fold at his feet in a bow.
That is the greatest lazy day of my life.
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