On-I-On + On-U-On = On-We-On

On-I-On + On-U-On = On-We-On

Sprout claws

Onion tears

Onion 3

Off-I-Off

Someonion

Sometimes all you need is someonion,

to hug out the tears,

open up the heart,

and grow leaves together.

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Beneath the golden skin,

Lie the layers of tears,

Until out of those depths,

We grow.

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Reaching for the sky,

Looking for the sun,

This will end in tears, so why,

Not cut your loss and run?

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On.

Off.

On.

Off.

On.

I go.

Come along.