I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. — Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
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I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought.

— Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro
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