I'd rather remember
Only the colorful blossoms
Surrounding the departed
I'd rather remember
Only their characters & scent
And not some waxen faces
Straight out of the mold
I'd rather remember
The roses & the reds & the yellows
And the whites & the pinks
I'd rather forget
The thorns & the pricks & the angst
& the contradictions
Between existence & non-existence
And especially
the pallidness
of life
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