Petals Gone

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Vintage Words

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Life is a flower.

sometimes the petals,

brushed by strong

winds, fall off.

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The flower, no longer

symetrical, senses

the absence.

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Life remembers that

which is gone; a 

perfection, shaped

and there once when

the colors were

pristine and the edges

crisp.

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allets

03-28-16

915a

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