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You mistake it for a flower,
with a thorn near the heart,
a lover's bouquet streaming
petals through your fingertips.
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Original
You mistake it for a flower,
with a thorn near the heart,
a lover's bouquet streaming
through your fingertips
in silent petals.
You mistake it for a flower,
with a thorn near the heart,
a lover's bouquet streaming
petals through your fingertips.
~~~
Original
You mistake it for a flower,
with a thorn near the heart,
a lover's bouquet streaming
through your fingertips
in silent petals.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson