Beneath the flowers and the stems,
lie the roots and weeds to condemn.
You look so pretty up top,
underneath are you clean or a dirty workshop.
You must dig to find out,
look in every corner for why you may doubt.
Shackles and chains,
always deny what you wish to attain.
Grab a flashlight and look for the dark,
make it light and get it right.
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