The apple branches
In my room
That I bought
Several days ago
From a market stand
On my way home
From something
Are blooming
In full
Like powdery
White fireworks
Or a delicate
Lacey
Fungi
Advancing
In silent outbursts
On the
Slender branches
That I've
Arranged
In
A hand blown vase
That I brought home
From somewhere
On my way back
From
Something
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