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Papaver Somniferum Moribundus              Even a perfect flower dies, Its glorious blossoming spent at last. Even a perfect lover cries When the wonders of love are in the past. The poppy's red fades again The lover's joy turns to sighs A flower waits for renewing rain A heartbreak waits to make one wise. Yet even the pain and the lies Must not eat into the soul. The spirit lives and loves and flies Again and again to the perfect goal. This is the cycle of life and love Both the flower and heart are bound by ties, Both planted with seeds, with rain from above Are watered, growing to all our surprise. Even a perfect flower dies, Its glorious blossoming spent at last. Even a perfect lover cries When the wonders of love are in the past.                            -O- Note:  Papaver Somniferum Moribundus = (Latin) The poppy of dreams dying.

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