No word's
alive;
'till they're
forgotten
no wit could
shine;
till none's
believin'
no love's
divine;
till roses
rotten
no life's
defined;
by hopes for
heaven.
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Poetry is a sense-blossoming flower that never wilts.
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No word's
alive;
'till they're
forgotten
no wit could
shine;
till none's
believin'
no love's
divine;
till roses
rotten
no life's
defined;
by hopes for
heaven.