The Rose
As day breaks, the rose shimmers in the morning sunlight
Like a soul awakening from captive sleep
Dew glistens, bringing to life colorful warmth
An ocean of beauty from the void of the deep
Shadows bow, stabbed in their content, too confused to weep
Against its will, with its beauty it wakes to conquer the darkness
Until the day grows weak and is laid to rest
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