People, places
nameless faces
Planets, stars
cold, dark spaces
Flowers, fragrance
leaves countless
History, science
antiquity documented
Each forgot to note
any of them separate
All clubbed in
just one basket
A crowd, a tree,
a piece of firmament
If flowers could blossom
and stars twinkle
without leaves
or darkness to make them
and heroes couldn't need
the crowd to save them
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