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The wallflower`s perch

14/31

It survives, with toes its foothold
to crevice, or slim ledge
reflecting the sun, in colours so bold,
expressions of scent,
 clinging to the edge

A salutary lesson; mind in isolation
fighting all the knockout blows
hanging holds, be our obsession
the screw that turns, but remain composed


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