Every flower
that has ever risen
In every
corner of this blue planet Earth
Is every
particle born in an event horizon
Adding
another ludic scope for rebirth.
Now not all
flowers deserve to be plucked
From colorful
gardens, from each one's yard
Cause some are made to be for eternity engraved
Like a spring rain on a young lady's heart
Who craved to be saved
From the immortal wrath
Of a destiny unpaved.
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