The black night sighs

Planet Caravan, Black Sabbath

(Even roses
do have thorns)


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All night your moth-breath
Flickers among the flat pink roses . I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear

Sylvia Plath, Morning song (1961)

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La flor real en el alféizar de la ventana tenía la compañía de una flor fantasma.

Virginia Woolf, Las Olas (1931)


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She´ll carry on through it all
She´s a waterfall

Waterfall, The Stone Roses