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I found the fragance separate from the flower

In all the logic I was lost

I found the fair light blossom to be sour

And beneath the soil, the real cost

You came to me

Carelessly

I am iris and the lense

The bridge adjusting to the water

Water, water, water

The level inside will rise

A fallen monument lies

A prism is only walls

My arms will not be bars

The well now is your supportIn autosuggested pathways

You are caught