A soil without toil is where I plant my feet. I thrive without strife, and flourish with ease. Evergreen like the tree, I tower those beneath. From my crown all the way down, you can tell I eat my greens. Full serving. Heavy on the greens. Hold the envy, please. I bare it all as I turn my cheek,
I am kind, not weak. With roots unfaltering, all I ask is that you water me.
I recoil my coils and move smooth like a well oiled machine. I am ever abundant, ever evolving, evergreen.

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