Testo di Rise

sometimes, offer more than talking. say, \"i like you very much.\" say, what when cut grows over pink and white? carnations, skinny daisies. devise a way of saving your words. say nothing if it\'s forced. for each inch cut, the roots grow ten where we can\'t see them. i\'m laying in the soil, is it time for me to rise? i\'ve pulled up my stakes again. is there someone who can take me in?