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Wilted flowers, Broken stems. I tie a string around, I try to mend. The heart's the core, Protect it well - Or its heat runs out! I grab a petal, Gently caressing its skin- Soft tapestry on a magnificent building- You could be! If I weaved you all together, Like how ropes are made from Strands of fibre wound together. I could meld you into a flag That I can wave, that I can touch, Sometimes, in a rush, You can wave for me to others 'Goodbye!', As you flutter from my behind. I could hang you on the sky, Perched on the highest peak of the pole. You with the owl's sight peer Into the distance, tell me - what's there? And we can laugh - together.
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
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Wilted flowers, Broken stems. I tie a string around, I try to mend. The heart's the core, Protect it well - Or its heat runs out! I grab a petal, Gently caressing its skin- Soft tapestry on a magnificent building- You could be! If I weaved you all together, Like how ropes are made from Strands of fibre wound together. I could meld you into a flag That I can wave, that I can touch, Sometimes, in a rush, You can wave for me to others 'Goodbye!', As you flutter from my behind. I could hang you on the sky, Perched on the highest peak of the pole. You with the owl's sight peer Into the distance, tell me - what's there? And we can laugh - together.
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Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 12:08 PM UTC
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