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  you,
  with murderous fingers
  and reflective eyes
  pick flowers,
  as curious breezes beckoned you
  to but whisper your intentions.
  but you were blank.
  so the sun read your emptiness:
  
  "love, i took you to the river
  to bathe your thirsty eyes
  but now i must leave you
  to your flowering forever."
  
  steady hands and slow motion lips,
  you ripped apart the petals as you spoke.
  
  

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