Had to get that last line in there.
It involves the complex and LACY development of Petals as it curves it's words tender to touch. A precious petal at a time. It's DELICACY and charm as it calms the Foyer of CURIOUS PEEPERS. ITS UNMATCHED PRESENCE only known By a chosen few. Only then is the rose presented, balanced And new. This is the fragile being of the Nursery. A ROSE IS many times composed Of the most tender words. The most SOOTHING rhymes a Rose has told. Wrapped in silky sonnet or vibrant prose It is then a POEM BECOMES A.ROSE.
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