Cut Rose
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beauty of the cut rose
imprisoned in a vase
quickly dies
the spared garden rose
endures in silence
communal
so with all possession
there will be
a dying
no bird would be caged
no bloom clipped
no heart bound
the purity of yearning
free from tethers
is grace
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