Elegy of a Motivation
When there are storms of
fashions of fading flowers
to abate,
and such things are
no more but their leaves
are withering so
and when earth is weathering
on it pain of vulnerable and sought-
these lines mention these sort
of scenes for they belong to
it elegy and bound to unlimited
empathy.
Thus group of flowers in
these types gardens are
known to languish with their
more becalmed tendencies to share
their wills.
But put under crimming and control
sorry one thing and sorry others.
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