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“Poetry is written on the marrow of our bones, beginning to form at conception; it grows with us over time, and it’s exodus begins when we choose to be ourselves. Poetry is our genesis, and it will be our revelation.”

-Ender, the poet

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MORT GARSON - Mother Earth’s Plantasia

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By: Agnieszka

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you’re glowin’

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