the sun plays its tricks using the humidity to cast on the clouds
there was nothing here until something happened here now it is a place
a flower blooming in a space with no sunlight is probably fake
it’s easy to sit and discover peace within with a place to sit
society builds then we decorate buildings with what was once there
we don’t plant the chivesfor their beautiful flowersthey bloom anyway
in the distant fogfamiliar ideaslose their clarity
every morningis different, even thoughwe treat them the same
we can capture timefor a moment, but neverforce it to stand still
a single lilacby itself is delicatein force, breathtaking
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