Words of the Constant
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Each one is a tiny mystery.
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I cannot eat them like this. They're better off in the ground.
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Ugh, do I have to like, plant these?
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I should plant these.
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You may grow up to be delicious one day.
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Tiny nature bits.
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I suppose these won't plant themselves.
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A small life trapped within. My sympathies.
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Life, or at least the promise of it.
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Seedy little guys.
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A handful of unidentifiable seeds.
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WILBA SHALL PUT IN PLOP FORTHWITH
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Farming is boring.
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Too small to eat.
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Not trees.
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Woodlegs ain't no landlubbin' farmer!
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Wants dirt
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IT'S LIKE SOURCE CODE FOR PLANTS
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