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Hidden behind the vast varieties of wonderful flowers , All a different breed , All a different colour , Non alike. She sat quietly in the over growing crowed, Happy to be as she was. Maybe it was luck , Maybe it was a coincidence, Maybe it was destiny, But I found her , She was more bewitching than any other I can and will come across, Her beauty captured more than my eyes , She captured my being, She captured my soul, She was a rose Unlike any in existence, But Her worth Her beauty Her being Unappreciated by passers. One can only give into her charms One can only break to her soft whispers, She was a rose blossoming More and more every day, Growing more pulchritudinous.
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
Rose
Hidden behind the vast varieties of wonderful flowers , All a different breed , All a different colour , Non alike. She sat quietly in the over growing crowed, Happy to be as she was. Maybe it was luck , Maybe it was a coincidence, Maybe it was destiny, But I found her , She was more bewitching than any other I can and will come across, Her beauty captured more than my eyes , She captured my being, She captured my soul, She was a rose Unlike any in existence, But Her worth Her beauty Her being Unappreciated by passers. One can only give into her charms One can only break to her soft whispers, She was a rose blossoming More and more every day, Growing more pulchritudinous.
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muhammed-amir-shaik
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:56 AM UTC
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