What did I plant in my past life, I wonder,
The old book said life is the farmland
for what comes after life
What you plant will give fruit to
Be the taste of fruits of life
Makes me wonder many times
When did I plant the fruit of confusion
The one sedative fruit that its sweetness
Gives way to an easy passage of time but
It is hard to wake up after and tolerate
the hangover of a clear mind
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