white petal braving breeze
i wonder why it's very late
bloom; maybe weather changing
i placed a cardboard around
hoping tomorrow will be warm
and hungry rabbits won't come
'one of few' a silent whisper
for what purpose? maybe sign
there will be not much snow
it seems that drought follow
i don't like to be hungry
keep wishing won't come true
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