but the other

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but the other
day i was passing a certain
gate      rain
fell        as it will

in spring
of silver gliding from sunny
thunder into freshness

as if god's flowers were
pulling upon bells of
gold      i looked

thought to myself        death
and will You with
elaborate fingers possibly touch

the pink hollyhock existence whose
pansy eyes look from morning till
night into the street
unchangingly       the always

old lady sitting in her
gentle window like
a reminiscence

softly     at whose gate smile
always the chosen
flowers of reminding

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