To Life
Unpetal the flower of me,
And cast it to the gust;
Betray me if you will;
Trample me to dust.
But that I should go bare,
But that I should go free
Of any hurt at all —
Do not this thing to me.
And cast it to the gust;
Betray me if you will;
Trample me to dust.
But that I should go bare,
But that I should go free
Of any hurt at all —
Do not this thing to me.
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