Little White Flowers she wore flowers
there
dangling
entangling
in her hair
they were white, bright
dangling
entangled in
her hair
she was as white
as they
the last time I saw her
dangling
entangling
from the end of
her sorrows
Alessandra Cusimano 3-3-00
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