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Different lights do make me strange, thus into different sizes I will change.
Grows from the ground, bushes and grass, leaves of yellow, red and brow, unruly plants, get the axe, trim the hedge back down.
It has no top or bottom, but it can hold flesh, bones, and blood all at the same time.
A hill full, a hole full, yet you cannot catch a bowl full.
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
Iām grown from darkness but shine with a pale light. Very round I am and always a lady's delight.