tulip petals strewn on forest paths
leading to yesterdays, on loan
borrowed for future diversions
that we forget by default
paths of deceptively reflecting mirrors
squarely pointing the blame
a requiem for these travels
cleave us to these paths
reflectively drinking from the pool
that satisfies the thirst of bees
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