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Rose

Oh, can you imagine what you are and can be? Your so beautiful. It kills me to see you sad. The white falling on you. If only you knew to run inside.

When I see your eyes, I see confusion. If you can only imagine you on the top of the world. The ugliness of the days. If only you knew where to hide.

Oh, can you imagine knowing yourself? You’re my rose. It kills me to see you not blooming. Your seed not growing roots. If only you knew where the sun is.

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