You may be receptive
And a bottomless chasm
Look to your friends in the west and south
Quiet perseverance brings goodness
You may be receptive
But every bucket needs a bottom
You may be receptive
But every bucket soon fills up
The earth's condition is receptive
She takes everything we dish out
So far
Nothing remains unfurthered
Dragons fight in the meadow
Their blood
Is black and yellow.
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