flower
we are beautiful
you with your circular ever
I within this curve of breath
both of us sound miracles
bone and eventual clay
destined for internment
one more innumerable root
voiceless once forgotten
among the screaming trees
flower
we are beautiful
you with your circular ever
I within this curve of breath
both of us sound miracles
bone and eventual clay
destined for internment
one more innumerable root
voiceless once forgotten
among the screaming trees
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