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The Last Rose Saying Goodbye To Love

Deep within a forest glade grows a single beautiful fragrant rose It's sweet aroma floats upon a gentle summer breeze from it's soft petals and folds. But what makes this humble rose so special is it's the last rose in the world to ever grow. Such a rare precious flower should be treated with tender loving care but it loses it's once vibrant color and fades and wilts to brown falling to the ground only to be swept away by a precarious turbulent wind without the mere whisper of a memory that it had ever existed gone forever. Peter Dome.2011.

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