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— Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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noun

A coming to; the act of acceding and becoming joined

“a king's accession to a confederacy”

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Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed

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Sylvia Plath·1932–1963
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ttracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted,Unknowing I must soon unpetal. Compared with me, a tree is immortal And a flowerahead not tall, but more startling, And I want the one’s longevity and the other’s daring. Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and flowers have been strewing their cool odors. I walk among them, but none of them are noticing.
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