Wild Flower (Izuru205)

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Wild Flower


I was walking along a straight path,

A laughing voice left me wayward and I stumbled,

I found a wild flower blooming in a barren land.

Bewitched by the desire to possess,

I plucked it.

Cared for it in a glass vase --

but nothing could keep it alive.


Watched the petals fall and the beauty die.

Watched it wishing,

I'd never tried.

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