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This request was made by Emi for the Mushroom Spirits.
You sing the songs beneath the Earth
Connecting all between the dirt
Networks stretch for miles around
Bringing speech beneath the ground
Upon, within, the Dead you grow
The fur, the skin, the bone, the marrow
The bark, the leaves, places unseen
From black and brown you bring forth green
The deserted places, and those spoiled
In nuclear waste and crude oil
You make your home and then you rest
Feasting upon the cause of death
You bridge the Worlds by Your growth
From Yggdrasil to fallen oaks
By your body and your might
You give Your gifts of food and Sight
Holy Ones of sacred ways
Whose many bodies mark the space
Fruiting bodies that fill the stores
Hail the holy shroom and spore!
Sarenth Odinsson 
This is really a lovely one. Such rhythm and musicality.
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