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Narcissus lying lamely in the field swaying with a horse's tail in the wind I stop on the grass a long mane a warm sun pollinate yellow heat sizzles in its root osmosis drags the ideas of its ancestors up its stem, against gravity's desires a turgor pressure awake, auxin alive bend towards the light Narcissus, the wind pets and caresses the mature petals and sepals, with a kiss the gale in Wellen vaporizes its perfume volatile exposed in air touch my nose
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Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
Narcissus, Narcissus (ktfr 32)
Narcissus lying lamely in the field swaying with a horse's tail in the wind I stop on the grass a long mane a warm sun pollinate yellow heat sizzles in its root osmosis drags the ideas of its ancestors up its stem, against gravity's desires a turgor pressure awake, auxin alive bend towards the light Narcissus, the wind pets and caresses the mature petals and sepals, with a kiss the gale in Wellen vaporizes its perfume volatile exposed in air touch my nose
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zo8WwYMmVgM 03. Letícia Fialho - Corpo e Canção
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Apr 17, 2026 at 4:38 PM UTC
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