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Submitted:Sep 2, 2007 Reads: 108 Comments: 2 Likes: 1
And what would I put down
Or put forth
What would you like
The one that drives me
The one that carries me
What is your unconditioned request
May I flow, like a soft stream
From the still-dripping dream
What flowerswillyou be planted this spring
What will their colors be
Are they for all to see
Or only you and me
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