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Droplets of water fell down from the leaves as you poured water over a bush of white roses.

The afternoon made the petals a warm yellow.

You loved to plant flowers of all kinds, nothing seemed to keep you more alive then keeping them alive.

Growing them made you feel satisfied.

Flowers were the only things you needed in life, or so you thought.

You went to the local store that specialized in flowers and bought a white clay pot that was going to hold a white rose.

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You also bought a journal as well, although it is seldom used.

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JUNE 12 20XX

Sunny looks like a white rose,
I think he'll enjoy having a buddy.

The cashier was very helpful.

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