I Yearn for Beauty

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I yearn for a beauty
Unparalleled, yet, unachievable.
I exist in a billet of stark white anemones,
My lungs filled with the petals of gardenia.
I reach above-
through the vines of thorned alizarin roses,
And among them, one,
Of a cobalt blue-
Forever just out of reach.

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