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Jul 06, 2005 22:37

I tossed out the seed to a Red Rose
Now its grown and gorgeous
Sharing it soil with The Pansys

"Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies;-
Hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower-but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all,
I should know what God and man is."

-Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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