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Poem about a rose. |
| I am a cute little rose Bloomed in the morning, My soft petals shined with the morning me mist, I do have thorns in my stem, Still everyone loves me till I am fresh with fragrance; I am the one who unites love I give respect when they are dead, I bewitch everyone who loves me, My short span life is full of beauty Until I am fresh and beautiful; If I wither or wilted no one cares.. Yet I am a cute little rose I live for a day or two... Yet the world doesn't care I am alive or not. |