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I, who wanted you so much
To come and visit my cafe,
Looked for the flower motif -
I looked for my invitation
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I looked for it among books and songs
I looked for it among people
I looked for it among garden flowers -
Libraries, and festivals, and nature
I asked the wind -
Where had it sent the letter
I asked the fragrance -
For people it had met
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I asked the colors -
What human eyes they saw
I asked the flowers -
For children they had hugged
Flowers - as gentle, naive children
Simply looked at me with wonder -
The people? - they were busy -
The libraries were silent -
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But I that sent it - then -
Got it all back - inside me -
Through melancholic days
Spent in arranging feelings -