They said Show us the meaning of love
I pointed up and said
Through the harsh rebuke of death
I look at her and I am happy
for the first time today
she forgot to be sad
Strewn about the vase the petals a vestige of a gone beauty randomly, perhaps Gathering the withered soft and dead dryness the mind but wa...
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