The flowers are talking to me today, They say, 'Hey! M****! What is it your thinking? ' I say my thoughts are one butterfly ¨s wing... 'Oh! Wow! Metaphysical! How-now, pray- Small, light and pointy? Divers-colours? May- be? ....inquisitive flora...My meaning I shall keep.Cogitation is seeming Private or lest it loose it´s interest.. . Their heads, obliquely, confer in silence.. The heat beats it´s height of solar power... 'It is a wise-man solitude has blessed! But hark! The fresh call of an ambulance.. Alone is well..but talking to flowers- We reccomend a friend and perhaps rest...
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