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Melancholy


by Adam Sifre


I went to the lake,
to our spot. 
there were daffodils there.
i smiled at that, then cried a  little.

you want to hear something funny?
they scare me. 
they are so, so yellow.
they screamed caution.
I almost kept walking, 
but the sun is out, and I am here. 

and you are here.

daffodils are many things.
but they are not witnesses.
so I'll stay.
for a while.
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