
a rose flowering,
and there is blood on my hand;
I will not touch it
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a rose flowering,
and there is blood on my hand;
I will not touch it
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contemplate the world
there’s one watching it go by –
becoming the one
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A point of balance
Time and a season in tune
Enjoy the moment
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reaching out to touch
I cannot hold back such force –
watch the seasons change
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And where do I walk?
My body follows the mind –
cold breath returning