Springtime in the Warehouse District

Flower in the crannied wall . . .

Flower in the crannied wall,<br /> I pluck you out of the crannies,<br /> I hold you here, root and all in my hand,<br /> Little flower -- but if I could understand<br /> What you are, root and all, and all in all,<br /> I should know what God and man is.<br /> - Lord Alfred Tennyson<br />

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