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Oct 2019
The sky is blue so is a mass of water, our hearts are red so is our blood. Smiles bloom, then fade,
then blossom once more.
A black rose is on the table with a noteΒ Β "GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN."
With time the rose will turn red
and you'll smile again.
Written by
cracode24
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   Bogdan Dragos
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