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Still I bring flowers / Although you fling them at my feet / Until none stays / That is not struck across with wounds: / Flowers and flowers / That you may break them utterly / As you have always done.
Sure happily / I still bring flowers, flowers, / Knowing how all / Are crumpled in your praise / And may not live / To speak a lesser thing.