The corpse
regretted
for the flowers
dying above the ground
meant for it,
Then told the flower
Was he alive
he would had loved it.
The dead flower
replied the same.
Those voices
of the dead
was too ghostly
for the living to hear.
Thou! mustn't be heard
said the devil
and let them to love
fated never to meet.
The devil knows
even the dead do speak.
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