A Poem Unfolding Towards Revelation
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It's just that
When a bud can no longer
Contain within itself
It expresses itself
In the form of a flower
It's just that
In a similar vein
Does the flower express itself
In the form of a fruit
And then the seed
All to realize its being
In its myriad forms!
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