hyacinth

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hyacinth



No one ever gave me
a hyacinth
til 24 hours ago
the neighbor gave me
a hyacinth
and I have been
crying since.

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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