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Another year gone by - and the memories play like time elapsed-photography. The entire whispered existence of a flower, in a breath, gone. Beauty and wonder, pain and anguish, polar opposites mix and blur in a surreal whirlwind of remembering -until one becomes nearly indistinguishable from the other. Slowly though, - with a little focus - those kaleidoscopic reveries begins to ebb away - leaving in their shadowy wake a modicum of clarity. With a little focus…