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The green of 40 springsoffered me her hand
Her flower opened early
So might I harvest her fruit
Or should I leave it, let it fall
Is the tree mine if I didn't plant it
Even though I let it drink and more
Might I test the honey
Or Should I leave it for the bees
And live with their sing
If I cry, will the fruit go bad
If I smile, will it grow sweet with time
Should I fear or accept fate
Let the heavens, knowing, decide
Lost, I dream
Lost, by love I swear
Asking but finding no answer
Do I fall silent, sleep, disappear, tame
Will I wake
Will I wail