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our
roses
with
thorns
           hardship
And petals

so
soft
your
lips
touch
mine
                  like

petals

       your
Lips
are
slightly
       pink

     our
cheeks
light
pink

     and
my
hair
holds
rose
petals

the
roses
you
give
me

smell
sweet
I
fell
for
you

my
visions
is
filled
with
different
colors

    

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