On-I-On + On-U-On = On-We-On

Sometimes all you need is someonion,

to hug out the tears,

open up the heart,

and grow leaves together.

 —

Beneath the golden skin,

Lie the layers of tears,

Until out of those depths,

We grow.

Reaching for the sky,

Looking for the sun,

This will end in tears, so why,

Not cut your loss and run?

On.

Off.

On.

Off.

On.

I go.

Come along.

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