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We are our favourite flowers Steeped in a full vase Seasons pass - with the dipping water. We forget / or were not taught. To add our own flower food. To cut our own stems. To cultivate our own cuttings. Seek not to be crisp, divine, distinct For it is already apparent. Be it if you are fanned, variegated or needled voluptuous or diffident fresh or heartfelt Or just ****** herbaceous We are own favourites. We forget that to be in the vase was a choice For we can always resettle, reposition, repot, for the coming season.
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Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 2:39 AM UTC
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We are our favourite flowers Steeped in a full vase Seasons pass - with the dipping water. We forget / or were not taught. To add our own flower food. To cut our own stems. To cultivate our own cuttings. Seek not to be crisp, divine, distinct For it is already apparent. Be it if you are fanned, variegated or needled voluptuous or diffident fresh or heartfelt Or just ****** herbaceous We are own favourites. We forget that to be in the vase was a choice For we can always resettle, reposition, repot, for the coming season.
It's never too late. Never.
jameslo
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Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 2:39 AM UTC
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