Could anything be more beautiful?
**The Act**
*William Carlos Williams*
There were the roses, in the rain. >
Don’t cut them, I pleaded. >
They won’t last, she said. >
But they’re so beautiful >
where they are. >
Agh, we were all beautiful once, she said, >
and cut them and gave them to me >
in my hand.
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