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Rose

Behind the line when the sun went to hide And the moon appeared as a guest I secretly bloomed at midnight for you To fly with my fairy wings into your heart In sweet tune when rain came as dew I swayed in joy as wind sang in melody You may take me as your love like other few But I am rose, like fresh blood I drew the color red Soft with petals but like nails sharp thorns in stalk I grew. Reasonably fare I am and bewitching in sight As long as you take rounds and I am fresh and new But before you forget your oath and oceans go dry Cruel I am by going fast to close my eyes .

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