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The Roses
JK (08311980 / new york)

The Roses

Poem By jessie kollar

stuck in the moment, wandering about uncontrolably.
stuck like glue and enchanted by your smile.
a dusty rose and a little buttercup has wandered into the field now
of wildeder flowers.
happyness and fortitude has bestole my heart... glory has no bounds and

a licence is not needed this time to make my soul compleate...
a new phase has its destination aroused with antisapation. I am loveing this new world and you dusty rose and the butter cup will some day feel and trust compleatly

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A poem with a rose inside is always amazing, and then these lines are modern and fluent, I'm remembering Dino Campana and Sibilla Aleramo: ' We were searching our roses among...', I don't remember any more, it was some time ago.