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And now I want you to see the root. Allow                                                              yourself to hold it in careful regard. Instants                                                            before prying it free from the earth, no crow                                                            cries for what you behold: the maimed, indifferent             

Hand grasps at the base, seeking purity                                                                   that youthful babe aghast, always grasped                                                             and rarely held for much longer than furies                                                             frightful hour, and once such times elapsed

All the groping of the world takes measure                                                            and pain to endure it, but in vain, no treasure