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Cherry Blossom

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Cherry Blossom

Bravo, encore, applause.
I soak my handkerchief from the emotional turmoil as I realise the beautiful cherry orchard will no longer blossom.
Society’s Axe of change has turned us away from the sweet taste of Kirsch.
Instead, liberation from feudalism offers the poor an alternative brutal taste of vodka and rally cries of revolution.
Lost is their appetite for a ripe, delicate life since they wish to gorge on blood in a drunken fratricide.
What if their future becomes trapped in years of hunger and social poverty?
Perhaps Anya will think back and talk about the beauty of cherry blossom.