flower is flower

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This field, with a magnetic force,
draws me to the scene over and over.
Many words bounce, but
not a sentens forms to satisfy.
Solemness, uncanny beauty.
Stars will appear soon.
Its back peeled by the stress,
the cactus flowered–
its priority, no matter
the shabbiness, still flower,
prime purpose of being fulfilled,
withstanding the wind.

By Byung A. Fallgren

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