The lonely corn stands strong and tall
Amongst a field of plenty,
Alone it chooses to reach the sky
Courageous to the end.
It does what nature intended it do
And listens to those before it,
How can it fear the righteous path
When a whole field does alike.
Individually it sways. In unison it leans.
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