How beautiful the blossom grows,
curling around its anchor wood
It delicately leans out and over,
the airy petals showing bravery
It stands so seemingly tall,
despite its fragile frame
If it were not for its support,
the ethereal plant would fall
The flower would fall, destined for disuse
had the rod not been there.
The anchor, likewise, would be empty,
never to have something to hold.
In such a balance these two twine,
never to separate
For once one falls, the other replies
And the two would not exist separate
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