illumination of the sun,
its head hanging low
with the weight of regret
that it could not bloom
fast enough, and its petals
could not be bright enough,
and it could not be vocal in its
gratitude for those nurturing rays
before the sun, falling into
its crimson slumber, closed her
eyes and fell asleep.
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I think the hiatus may be over.
I'll love and miss you forever, KG.
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