In slithered a thought
and grew like a tree
With thousands of branches
that moved in reptilian ways
A luring stench that pulls the sanity
and poisons all purity around
And then as end approaches
a seductive fruit hangs
Till last of the decency
creeps in like a perverse creature
Steals, what had been a present for it
stepping in the tree with a slither itself.


The tree has grown.

Unnoticed.
Unnoticeable.

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