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White Flower Breeze:

In my corner I am sheltered
Beyond, the fluttering and stirring petals go by
Like spring on a breeze you can see and step on
Shape with your own movement, clear for the eyes
Light and plentiful
Tossed about at our whim
Should we fancy it
And caked to the soles of damp sneakers
Traveling from sun to earth to sky to floor
Where they shall stay
Until the next and early May

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