INTERRUPTION not knowing what to say my mind won't turn to it I offer some elaborate compliment instead of tears I refuse to believe in your going these flowers for instance I picked them from my garden and from the wild edges of the woods I live in they open themselves to me though I'm not a bee or hummingbird why would they offer to me color form and fragrance why would I take them if anything at all would interrupt their beauty and my savoring
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