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Unroot my heart:
From the bougainvillea
Cut the strings and fibers
Of the sweet pea
Unvine the clematis:
I need to put down new roots
Some place far from here
Where rose thorns are not hidden
Where things remain, once planted
And where I do not need
To forget always the names
Of those forgotten: cast aside
When nature does her
Ruthless pruning.
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