Roses

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Roses wilt and wither

Whether wanted to

Or not


And roses writhe in wringing

Rain and are weighed down by

Their lot.


Roses have a hapless

Heart, though endeared far

And wide.


Mere portraits of such hapless

Souls, who give what they

Can't hide.

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