Magnolia blossoms fall down at my feet
Magnolia blossoms fill the late Shepton Street
Blooming in a figurine of pink and white
Falling like a higgs boson beyond the realm of light
Standing outside of time, this tree
Yet stands because standing is hour or minute free
Yet standing is tolled by eternity
And one day this tree will neither stand nor be
And so it sculpts out its life
And so it must create a beauty
Because all of its existence is quite tragic
And all we have is the magic
The magic of the here and now
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