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  We the flowers in the field

have whispered at times

of the deeds that humans do

The wind sings these tales to us

as our heads dance in its hold

And we ponder and ponder

And grieve in our colorful disguise



And we wonder as to why

Men hate, men destroy and kill

But we are flowers and they,

they seem to have no will

To hold what is precious

To treasure what is fragile

To build what is shattered

And we look and look and we cry



We the flowers in the field

we will perish one by one

In quiet desperation, without anger

Without sound

And there will be no memories

That we were once flowers

Beautiful and vibrant

Wonders of this world


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March 12, 2001
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