I didn't notice I had comments until today. So I published them.
I apologize for my ignorance to those who commented. I am not used to running the blog.
The Rose is without why; She blooms, because She blooms. These roses under my window makes no reference to former roses or to better ones; they are for what they are...there is no time for them....it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
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