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inkedsprings
sow’d it far and wide by every town and tower, until all the people cried, ‘splendid is the flower!’ once in a golden hour, cast to earth a seed. up there came a flower, the people said, a weed. /
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❊ summer—strike:ㅤㅤ everything on the earth bristled, the bramble pricked and the green thread nibbled away, the petal fell, falling until the only flower was the falling itself. 🐚🪷
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