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Here, where the Daisies fit my Head
'Tis easiest to lie
And every Grass that plays outside
Is sorry, some, for me.

Where I am not afraid to go
I may confide my Flower—
Who was not Enemy of Me
Will gentle be, to Her.

Nor separate, Herself and Me
By Distances become—
A single Bloom we constitute
Departed, or at Home—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 4 Sep 2026 12:39 AM | Viewed: 8517 times

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