Benign is my creation and is my use. From the confines of my purpose, mother nature may carry me, but may never break me down. Her companion 'til her dying day. You may bury me, and cast me from sight. I'll bleed and contaminate her. I'm the silent killer of many a great and wonderful thing. My methods may vary, so be weary. I'm patient and cannot care for whom or what I cast into the nothing beyond. Yet, forever I remain.
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