From this straining earth a flower grows,
To have and to hold, pistil and stamen,
From this bleeding earth a flower grows,
To have and to hold, to inhale the sweetness of tender feelings’
From this dying earth a flower grows,
To have and to hold, to make life bearable,’
Let us hold this flower gently,
And search for the meaning of the stars’
In each other’s eyes.
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Wow dude a real poet here
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