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Daffodil, daffodil, can’t you see? I love you sweet flower, But you don’t love me. You know me not, so I suppose, I am but a mirror, Blank as shadows. Without people I am mute, Mere consciousness, A playerless lute. Around too many others I am a scramble, Their presence smothers. Daffodil, daffodil, look not listen, I am a poor imitation But my eyes, they glisten. I am nothing at all of my own: Composed of distant fragments, Patchwork of all I’ve known. I have nothing you could call a true voice; The words that I speak Are not mine of choice. I love you, I love you, I can never say, Unless you do too.
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Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
Daffodil, Daffodil
Daffodil, daffodil, can’t you see? I love you sweet flower, But you don’t love me. You know me not, so I suppose, I am but a mirror, Blank as shadows. Without people I am mute, Mere consciousness, A playerless lute. Around too many others I am a scramble, Their presence smothers. Daffodil, daffodil, look not listen, I am a poor imitation But my eyes, they glisten. I am nothing at all of my own: Composed of distant fragments, Patchwork of all I’ve known. I have nothing you could call a true voice; The words that I speak Are not mine of choice. I love you, I love you, I can never say, Unless you do too.
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19/Other/yorkshire
Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 10:15 AM UTC
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