Fine Crystal
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Sandra Feldman
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That last Spring
We spent together
In a spot
Called, "Primavera"
Was the last Spring,
Of our life, together.
Life courts death,
So unattended,
And so cruel
Spring's rebirth,
Not,
Always intended,
For us, human fools.
Who don't realize
That our lives,
Are fragile flowers
Made of crystal
That can shatter
At any moment
Without notice,
Without rule.
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