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The Flame Mushroom
As night quietly falls,
The flame mushroom softly knocks at the door.
Whose doorstep will its shadow grace?
In the morning, each family runs out to see,
Did luck arrive at their door with the dawn?
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As night quietly falls,
The flame mushroom softly knocks at the door.
Whose doorstep will its shadow grace?
In the morning, each family runs out to see,
Did luck arrive at their door with the dawn?