| DIC LA FLOR (I NAME THE FLOWER) |
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Poem: Agustí Bartra
You have little time, tiny flower, from when you are born until you reach splendor and wither. Short is your earthly journey. Do you have a name? Perhaps you do. I prefer to think botany ignores you. You are the flower. You are the unnamed flower, the offspring of earth and chance, the tenderness that sustains the sky.
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