A Rose.

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roses_loveLove is like a red rose,

ever blooming as it grows.

It smells like heaven,

sweet and lush.

It sounds like whispered words of joy.

Ever growing from its soft petals

to its thorny stem.

Kissed by the morning dew.

Ever blooming just for you.

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