

A Small SeadThe Small SeadA Small Sead
A small sead grew out to be, A mean and foul tree,
Whitest bark and darkest leaves, The roots it grows cannot see,
On dryest soil this tree feeds, For the deepest shade it longs,
In the saddest autumn it will blossom, In winter it sings its songs,
Many a night it lonely sought, To fix its broken heart,
Then
On a dark and dreadful night, Its second half was met,
Soon a single apple grew, Its destiny to regret,
As rainy days came to pass, The apple came to age,
^^
lolz k wist niet dat je ook een DA had awesomeness~
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I might not show respect for your job, but he didn't respect you. That's the difference. Inara, he doesnt even see you.
- Captain Malcolm Reynolds -
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