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Poetic Reflections #9

Written ~ (05/28/26) · Published ~ (Unpublished)

Uploaded ~ (07/03/26)

Roses are red and violets are blue
All flowers die and so do you

Tulips are white and yellow
A surface so bright, but so shallow

Dirt is brown, gravel is grey
When life is gone, there is only one way

Coffins and boxes and burnt offerings
As we struggle to die, just humans for cosmic slaughtering