It seems the bud may finally bloom
In this, so late a season;
The earth revolved, the sun gave room;
It seems the bud may finally bloom.
We welcome fruit from barren womb.
A love beyond all reason.
It seems the bud may finally bloom
In this, so late a season.
defying atrophy 
I like the way you set apart that fourth line.
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It was an accident, and I fixed it. Should I put it back?
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I actually legitimately liked it. I know it’s not part of the form, but you can break the rules a bit. 🙂
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