my violet
why do you boast so?
show yourself so, to be so admired?
are you not tired of forgotten promises?
my little violet
why do you wilt
when the sun hides its rays
or when I whisper into your mind?
my little violet
why do you insist on beauty,
on brilliance and color
why do you watch irises
why do you smile bright for the newborn sun?
why are you so meek
so bashful of a faded petal
when I am colorblind?
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