Bouts of doubts—
Are seeds in me.
Fertile patch—
I am u see.
Sow them in rows;
Strong, they grow (in rows).
Fruits—
they WILL yield.
A shield—
you WILL need!?
Climate within me?
……UNFORESEEN!?
So—
Whatever you do... Don't instill doubts in me.
For—
Seeds WILL certainly yield;
An unnerving yield— INDEED!
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