I'm still waiting
For these purple flowers
To say something anything
They are so full
Of themselves but not
In any arrogant hurry
To stand back and
Behold their beauty
They murmur to one another
Their purple thoughts
Each feeling some sorrow
Mirrored in the other
I try to read their lips
I'm sure I will hear them
If I just lean a little
Further in
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