How can you tear the black off a crow?
How can a raindrop, fall from below?
It goes against gravity, it's almost a crime,
To break off the petals, suspended in time.
When daylight emerges, the stars still exist,
The moon is left, hidden, a sight to resist.
So how can you blossom, one moment, one space?
To then block the sunlight, and transform this place?
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