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Jul 2017
He saw the enchanting flow'r bed.
Thought: for the girl he had wed,
That a flower he'd pick;
But was by the thorn pricked!
And stained all the white roses blood red.

- p. winter
A pretty innocent example of sacrifice but ya catch ma drift.
Penelope Winter
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Penelope Winter
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     Rose and Marrisa
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