Flowers come before animals or minds
They flow out of the sea of gemstones
Where the original fire is trapped
Ridiculous but colorful
To be worn or cast off
The world's first words
All vowels in a drone
Outlines of some personality's
Peculiar thing all its own
Some kind of justice for us
That the most fragile and forlorn
Be the sign and seal
Of what will last
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