If a rose is a rose,
Then who am I?
If a rose is a rose,
Then shall it be broken for someone
Whose ears are perfect to lie into,
Whose dreams are not secrets of mine,
But my dream is a rose —
So who am I?
Otherwise - a leg;
Otherwise - a hand,
If a rose is a rose,
Then shall it just stand leaving its leaves on the
White table?
A table becomes a rose,
Is it still stable like it was?
If a rose is rose,
What should I give against
That fear is tearing me apart during all night long?
A rose is a rose
If it is a loan,
If I say the truth
Shall it turn into lies?
If a rose is a rose
Then it has to be white
Like a table, like thoughts
During listening to monk's
Speeches -
A rose is a rose
A rose.
for Ms. Stein
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