We asked some moss
Why it was soft
And whether it
Ever conversed
With the fungi
Underneath it,
Famed for trading
Among tree roots.
It said nothing.
It had long since
Lost its language
To live like this.
It had no wish
To be helpful,
Except to be
Moss, which exists.
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