notice the different daffodils say what
I meant whenever spring arrives late
in spite of quick words winds will you
still love me yes thank heaven you too
who else is going dogs cough machine
roaring spares no ears harmonic buzz
cuts through enviably glowing tulips
on the corner where we meet again
the same thrill never fades unless it
does time unaccountable in millions
like luxury travel to suffering realms
darkness reveals what might become
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