📚💙Casida
De La Rosa💙📖
🌿🌹💙The
rose was not looking for the morning:
on its branch, almost
immortal,
it looked for something other.
The
rose was not looking for wisdom,
or for shadow:
the edge of
flesh and dreaming,
it looked for something other.
The
rose was not looking for the rose,
it was unmoving in the
heavens:
it looked for something other.💙🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀
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