Rhododendron

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I'll make you grow,
but first of all
I'll cut your flowers
I'll make an abortion
on unformed seeds

so you will grow
the way I want
and not the way
that you were born.

and from the darkness
and from the scars
you'll be reborn
into the sky
through all the clouds
into the sun

I'll make you grow
from naked branches
to leafs so green
and you'll be reborn

Kraków, 25.I.2014