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  Jan 2019 Puds
Sjr1000
She's my walking rose
Walking down the road
Discussing right and wrong
Trying to figure out how to stay strong

She wants to grow,
She wants to know
How it's supposed to go,
She turns her color on
Turns a shade of pink yellow white black or red
Only the rose knows,
walking as she goes,
her time is brief
she thinks maybe that's a relief

Her road is long
When she's in the middle of it,
She knows though
It's all a dream as it passes on by.

My rose
She wilts in the dawn
Rises in the night,
I tell her I have one more road to go
My walking rose
She whispers, "I know."
  Jan 2019 Puds
Edmund black
Now that
I see you clearly
My eyes are
fixated on you,

My arms are reaching out
Towards you,

Listen closely
My voice is whispering
To you,

Your desire
Is my command
        Your wow
            Is my vow,

Baby
Let me catch you
          Before you fall
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