Root
Everyone wants to see the beautiful leaves
And seek to take flowers to their nostril
But here I am lying alone in the dark and deep
Though they know without me there will be no fruit ;
They are found to talk about the events
They are found, too, to feel the effects
But no one is ready to pull the lid or the carpet
But I am here under the cover in the dark and deep
Though they know without me they will not taste the fruit ;
Fever is not a disease but the manifestation
That something inside in you has gone wrong
Behind everything right or wrong I am the cause
Find me out first before you go to be happy or sad
I am here the root that causes to bear a tree flowers or fruit .
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