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happinessI have been trying to write two verses about flowersfor an hour, maybe two...erasing lines for the words have completely brought my mind to earthshould I write about colour?shape?No, that would be too simple...but difficult at the same timefor flowers, as the beautifull souvnirs for my nose and eyeshave always amazed me.on the meadows I have cherished the timedreaming and smiling plasantly smelling lifethey would caress my feet and ankles and arms and hairwould wwhisper to me that is why I find no words to describe them.....miracles....
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two verses about flowers
for an hour, maybe two...
erasing lines
for the words have completely
brought my mind to earth
should I write about colour?
shape?
No, that would be too simple...
but difficult at the same time
for flowers, as the beautifull
souvnirs for my nose and eyes
have always amazed me.
on the meadows I have cherished the time
dreaming and smiling
plasantly smelling life
they would caress my feet and ankles and arms and hair
would wwhisper to me
that is why I find no words to describe them.....
miracles....