“Once upon a time, timeless days and not a fear
No noise but the laughter of the river
The crying of the rain and the leaves' shiver
Thence that rose was born
Not a petal and not a thorn
Naught red nor green
Fairest rose we've ever seen”
"Would such a flower have a name?"
The trees replied: “It’s all the same!
There is no name to be known
For nothingness dies once a name is own”
"Then why would that be a rose?
“It was what it was, as you've chose
The seashell as the Ocean sounds
As the Universe the mind bounds”
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