like a flower who bloomed too soon,
I witnessed the harshes of winters, alone
pelted with acidic rain
no chance to glisten with dew,
only frost, fragrance diffused
I welt before decaying leaves,
my flush foreign
amongst fraying faculties,
couldn’t fathom following through
as a phantom into the spring
– B. Brown
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