You can find an explanation of the new (and presumably random) IMT feature here.
Compromise
They tried to
shower
her with
happy
planting bulbs,
hardy
and strong,
blooming wild
in her
purple red
yellow
striated.
They tried to
pile up
bushels
of joy
in her lap.
Cascades.
But nothing
lasted.
They wanted
to find the
key. That
magic.
They didn't
know she'd
gobbled it
up long
ago.
Destroyed
by stomach
acid,
there was
no key left.
They could not
force it on
her. Only
try to catch
Kore
when she
reappeared.
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