Peaceful the woven azaleas so brandished
THreads instead of deaths smiles to prideswell
No shame of original ownership
No is a noun of the most ancient redress
so flowers form lakes to the precipice
where grace hardens softly the proudest art
memory designed by a dye's receipt
sacred portfolio surprising thought
outside of my window, a hummingbird,
the color of the golden sun oranged
feathers of alarm I asked anxious asked
where have you been that you fly and start
the portfolio itself from so long ago
became a song of the color and tone
THreads instead of deaths smiles to prideswell
No shame of original ownership
No is a noun of the most ancient redress
so flowers form lakes to the precipice
where grace hardens softly the proudest art
memory designed by a dye's receipt
sacred portfolio surprising thought
outside of my window, a hummingbird,
the color of the golden sun oranged
feathers of alarm I asked anxious asked
where have you been that you fly and start
the portfolio itself from so long ago
became a song of the color and tone
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